afactthatseemedtohavedeprivedhimatonceofallmetre，grammar，oreventhepowerofcoherentnarration。Attimesagroanorahalf-articulatecrywouldcomefromthe\"bunk\"whereonRogerCatronlay，acircumstancethatalwaysseemedtoexciteCaptainDicktogreatereffortandmorerapidvocalization。Towardmorning，inthemidstofaprolongedhowlfromthecaptain，whowasfinishingthe\"StarboardWatch，ahoy！\"inthreedifferentkeys，RogerCatron’svoicebrokesuddenlyandsharplyfromhisen-
wrappings：——
\"Dryup，youd——doldfool，willyou？\"
CaptainDickstoppedinstantly。Risingtohisfeet，andlookingoverthelandscape，hetookallnatureintohisconfidenceinoneinconceivablyarchandcraftywink。\"He’scominguptothewind，\"
hesaidsoftly，rubbinghishands。\"Thepillsisfetchin’him。