It wont hurt you." I was pretty mad, I must say, for I didn't want to see a fellow like Rectus trying to run the ship.

But you couldn't stay mad with Rectus long.

He didn't mean any wrong, and he gave no words back, and so, as you might expect, we were all right again by breakfast-time.
The next morning we were surprised to feel how warm it was on deck.

We didn't need our overcoats.

The sea was ever so much smoother, too.