"It is two bells," said she: "the wind is out; there will be a fearful storm. I would advise the passengers to turn into their berths."
The children lay down upon the floor. "There, there," said Miriam Lake, who was playing Jennie Holiday; "my poor little kitty is just as seasick! Her head keeps going round and round."
"My head has did it too," chimed in Katie, rolling herself into a ball; "it keeps yocking yound and yound."
"I pitch about so in my berth," said Octavia, who was Rollo, "that next thing I shall be out on the floor. Hark! How the water is pouring in! I'm afraid the ship has sprung a leak; and if it has I must call the chambermaid."
Mrs. Clifford, who stood looking on, was quite amused at the idea of calling the chambermaid to stop a leak in the ship.
"Man the pumps!" said the captain. The girls tugged away at a pole in one end of the wagon, moving it up and down like a churn-dash.
"I do hope this wind will go down," sighed Emily.
"Well, it will," said simple Flyaway; "I hear it going."
"It is head wind and a heavy sea," remarked the captain; "but never fear; we shall weather the storm. We are now on the southern coast of Ireland. I don't think," added she, in a different tone, "it is best to be shipwrecked, children—do you? We will hurry into Liverpool, and then I think it likely your little visitors may enjoy keeping house with your dolls, or having a nice swing."
"I wish I could eat something," said Dotty, with a solemn face; "but I'm too sick."