We had a nasty accident shortly before dinner." "Good gracious! What happened ?" "Some Lascars were caught by a sea forward.

One man had his leg broken." "Anything else ?" The doctor hesitated.

He became interested in the color of some Burgundy.

"I hardly know the exact details yet," he replied.

"Tomorrow after breakfast I will tell you all about it." An English quartermaster and four Lascars had been licked from off the forecastle by the greedy tongue of a huge wave.