Part 8 (1/2)
”Huht so,serious the et well of themselves But don't look at me in that disappointed ere you in the hope that I should perforh! No, sir”
”Oh, I see; you are disappointed because I have given you no medicine
Why, Steve, you are as bad as the poor people who come to a dispensary
They are not happy unless they have a box of pills and a bottle of ”
”No, no! don't, sir, please,” cried Steve ”I am very much better now; I am, indeed”
”Very well, then; lie down there for an hour or two, till the sickness produced by the shock has gone off”
”Oh no, sir I needn't do that, need I?”
”Well, then, come on deck”
Steve rose froain
”I think I will lie for a little while”
The doctor nodded and left him in the cabin, where he lay back for about tenabout on deck, where themore preparations for the adventurous cruise His shoulder ached, and there was a peculiar strained feeling about the muscles of his chest; but this did not trouble him so much as the strained sensation in his an to think about what they were saying respecting him on deck The doctor would have told Captain Marshao to the ians doard
”And they'll think I've no ht at last; ”just when I want to show that I a
Why, if I'm ready to be upset like this, I shall be left on board when they are going on expeditions fishi+ng, shooting, or hunting, and--Oh!
this won't do”
And to prove that it would not do he jumped up, walked up and down the cabin twice,--a very short journey, by the way,--found that it did not hurt hi still on the locker, and then went on deck
CHAPTER FIVE
REVENGE BY DEPUTY
”Better, Steve?” said the captain, giving hi for his answer, he went forward to where the engineer, who had nothing to do, was talking to the ine-room
One of the Norway men was at the wheel, the other sailors were in the forecastle, and there was no one to talk to; so Steve went forward, and was nearly abreast of the galley when Watty Links, the shock-headed boy, ca sour and sore, but as soon as he caught sight of Steve his face expanded into a broad grin, and, evidently in a high state of delight, he trotted to the side, turned the contents of the bucket overboard, and ran back into the galley, keeping his head averted as if to hide his mirth
The blood flushed up into Steve's cheeks, and he turned aalking aft to watch the grey gulls which see about in quite a crowd,and the beating of wings
It was a curious sight to see the rapidity hich a scrap of biscuit or fat was darted upon, and borne aloft by the hungry birds; but so and falling above the glittering sea, Steve see from the contempt hich he had been treated, snatched at the opportunity for triu over the other's misfortune; and he could not have selected a wayhim than by a display of derision
”Verra beautiful, Meester Young, isn't it?” said a voice, and Steve turned sharply to find it was the Scottish sailor who had approached unheard
”What, the sparkling sea, Andra?”