and the sea air will make you strong—not but what you're pretty strong already."
Late in the afternoon Mr. Kanson came on deck. He looked pale, and he had his head bound up in a handkerchief, which, however, he presently took off.
It was some little time before I had a chance to speak to him. But finally he saw me and came forward.
"Why didn't you come and see me?" he asked, after I had asked him how he felt, and was told that he was fast recovering.
"Foremast hands are not allowed in the cabin," I laughed. "We are expected to stay where we belong."
"I found the captain a very disagreeable man last night," he went on. "But this morning he was much pleasanter."
"He is sober now."
"Yes, and that makes a great difference in any one."
"I have something of importance to tell you," I said in a lower tone.
"So you said last night. What is it?"
"It concerns the captain and this vessel. I don't want any one to overhear it," I returned.
"Then let us go still further forward. If any one
