Mr.Simpkins collapsed at once and was dragged by Meldon into the cabin, where he lay in speechless misery.

Miss King held out bravely for some time, and then gave way suddenly.

Major Kent, watching her, was very unhappy, and did not dare to smoke lest he should make her worse.

He attempted at one time to wrap her in an oilskin coat, thinking that additional warmth might be good for her; but the smell of the garment brought on a violent spasm, and he was obliged to take it away from her shoulders.
In the evening, after Miss King and Mr.Simpkins had been sent home on a car, Meldon reviewed the day's proceedings.
"As a pleasure party," he said, "it wasn't exactly a success; but then we didn't go out for pleasure.

Considered as a step in advance towards the marriage of Miss King and the death of Simpkins, it hasn't turned out all we hoped.