Hungry ?" "No," and I felt surprised at myself for not being.
"I should think not," he laughed.

"Been dropping soup and brandy into you every chance we got for twenty-four hours past.

Head swimmy ?" "Yes," and I tried to raise it, but dropped back onto the pillow.
"Another bit of sleep and you shall tell us all about it." And he went out, and I fell asleep again.
I woke next time to my wits, and could sit up in the bunk without my head going round.

The little doctor came in presently with another whom I took to be the captain of the Indiaman.

He was elderly and jovial-looking, face like brown leather, with a fringe of white whisker all round it.
In answer to his questions I told him who I was, and where from, and how I came to be on the spar.
"But, by -- --!" he swore lustily, when I came to the flying flails and the shooting of the drowning men, "that was sheer bloody murder!" "Murder as cruel as ever was done," I said, and told him further of the round hole that bored itself in John Ozanne's forehead right before my eyes.
"By -- --!" he said again, and more lustily than ever.