CHAPTER X.
THE DETECTED THIEF "Do you expect to be seasick, Joe ?" "I don't know, Mr.Folsom.

This is the first time I have ever been at sea." "I have crossed the Atlantic twice, and been sick each time.

I suppose I have a tendency that way." "How does it feel ?" asked Joe curiously.
Folsom laughed.
"It cannot be described," he answered.
"Then I would rather remain ignorant," said Joe.
"You are right.

This is a case where ignorance is bliss decidedly." Twenty-four hours out Folsom's anticipations were realized.

He experienced nausea and his head swam.
Returning from a walk on deck, Joe found his guardian lying down in the stateroom.
"Is anything the matter, Mr.Folsom ?" "Nothing but what I expected.