"I hope you are well." "I am not very well, though I do not call myself sick.

Have you heard from your father lately, Christy ?" asked his uncle.
"Not for a long time, for no store-ship or other vessel has come to our squadron for several months, though we are waiting for a vessel at the present time.

You look very pale and thin, Uncle Homer." "Perhaps I look worse than I feel," replied the planter with a faint smile.

"But I have suffered a great deal of anxiety lately." "Excuse me, Colonel Passford, but if you will allow me to install you in your stateroom, you will have abundance of time to talk with your nephew afterwards," interposed Captain Breaker, who was very busy.
"Certainly, Captain; pardon me for detaining you.

I am a prisoner, and I shall need my trunk, which is in my stateroom on board of the Tallahatchie.