There is a good deal of weather to talk about." "Oh, I like a storm at sea, of all things!" exclaimed Lady Victoria, forgetting all about Mr.Barker in the delicious sense of saltness and freedom one feels on the deck of a good ship running through a lively sea.

She put out her face to catch the fine salt spray on her cheek.
Just then a little water broke over the side abaft the gangway, and the vessel rose and fell to the sweep of a big wave.

The water ran along over the flush deck, as if hunting for the scuppers, and came swashing down to the lee where the party were standing, wetting the ladies' feet to the ankle.

The men merely pulled themselves up by the ropes they held, and hung till the deck was clear again.
"I don't suppose it hurts you to get wet," said the Duke to his sister, "but you would be much better under hatches while this sort of thing is going on." "I think, if you will help me, I will go down and see how the Countess is," said Miss Skeat; and Claudius detached her from the rigging and got her down the companion, but the Duke stayed with his sister, who begged for a few minutes more.

Once below, Claudius felt how near he was to Margaret, who was doubtless in the ladies' cabin.