She tried to smile a reply, but the muscles of her lips were too stiff for more than a flutter.
“Run!” ordered Captain Coppinger, standing up, “you woman, are you a fool? Where is your husband? He is a doctor, fetch him. The girl might die.”
“He—Captain—he is engaged, I believe, taking in his stores.”
“Fetch him! Leave the lamp here.”
Mrs. Scantlebray groped about for a candle, and having found one, proceeded to light it.
“I’m really shocked to appear before you, Captain, in this state of undress.”
“Fetch your husband!” said Coppinger, impatiently.
Then she withdrew.
The draught of spirits had acted on Judith and revived her. Her breath came more evenly, her heart beat regularly, and the blood began to circulate again. As her bodily powers returned, her mind began to work once more, and again anxiously she looked about her.
“What is it you want?” asked Captain Cruel.