She opened it instantly.
"Will you come on deck?" I asked her.
"Yes, if I can be of use there."
"The air will refresh you after your confinement to this cabin, and will do your father good."
"He is sleeping now," she answered, opening the door fully, that I might see the old man.
"Let him sleep," said I; "that will do him more good. But you will come?"
"Yes, with pleasure."
"You have nothing to fear from the men," I said, wishing to reassure her. "They are willing to acknowledge the authority of the persons they have put over them—the bo'sun, Stevens, and myself."
"I should not mind if they spoke to me," she exclaimed. "I should know what to say to them, unless they were brutal."
She suddenly added, putting her hand to her head, and almost laughing—