This was hard work for a young gentleman in a naval uniform and cocked hat, but it had to be done; and when the hat was knocked off it was picked up again, with its feathers dripping.
Dickory was going somewhere, although he knew not whither, and he had solemn business to perform which he had sworn to do, and therefore he must have fit clothes to wear, not only in which to travel but in which to present himself suitably when he should accomplish his mission.

All these things Dickory thought of, and he picked up his cocked hat whenever it dropped.

He would have been very hungry had he not bethought himself to fill his pockets with biscuits before he left the vessel.

And as to fresh water, there was no lack of that..