If it turned out that we could do nothing but lollop about half a mile from the shore in a dead calm, poor Simpkins wouldn't have a chance; or if--" "Go away, J.J." "And if it were to come on a downpour of rain, his spirits would be so damped that he'd never get himself worked up to the pitch of--" "I suppose I may as well get up," said the Major despairingly.
"Not the least necessity for that," said Meldon.

"You can sleep for another hour and a half at least.

It can't be more than half-past six, and allowing time for the most elaborate toilet you can possibly want to make, you needn't get up till eight.

I should say myself that you'd sleep much more comfortably now you know that the day is going to be fine.

Nothing interferes with slumber more radically than any anxiety of mind." The weather was all that Meldon said it was; but his satisfaction with it turned out to be ill-founded.