The Dipsey rolled a good deal, and the good woman was frequently obliged to stop and steady herself when crossing the little cabin.
"I feel," said she, "as if I had had a Christmas dinner yesterday and somebody else had made the pies." The dissatisfied condition of Mrs.Block had a cheering influence upon Captain Hubbell when he heard of it.
"By George!" said he, "this seems like good old times.

When I was young and there was women on board, they all got a little sea-sick; but nowadays, with these ball-and-socket ships, you never hear of that sort of thing.

A sea-sick woman is the most natural thing I have struck yet on this cruise." Mrs.Block's uneasiness, however, did not last very long.

A few electric capsules of half an alterative volt each soon relieved her; but her mind was still out of order; she was not satisfied.

She had accustomed herself to submerged conditions, and ordinary voyaging was very different.
"It wouldn't surprise me," she said, "if we should find that there wasn't any pole; that's about the way these things generally turn out." In a few hours the Dipsey had rounded the cape, keeping well off shore.
In front was a clear sweep of unobstructed water.