The seas were like mountains, tossing the sloop about like a cork.

Mrs.Godfrey would remain below no longer.

She told her children, who were tumbling like nine-pins about the cabin floor, not to cry, as she would soon return to them.

As she put her head out of the companion way, the Captain ordered her back.

She said, "Where is Paul ?" Her husband answered, "I have called to him time and time again to get below." She called to Paul, who was holding fast to the anchor chain with his legs stuck under the windlass.