CHAPTER VIII.
THE STORM.
The place in which Blair and his companion found themselves was a small strongly built closet, used as a "lock-up" for refractory sailors.

A single bull's-eye admitted a mere glimmer of light for a while, but that soon died away in utter darkness as the night came rapidly on.

It was well for the boys that they knew something of ocean's rough rocking.

A land-lubber would have had all the miseries of sea-sickness added to the horrors of that dreary dungeon.
A new exaltation of spirit had come over Blair.

Difficulties and dangers seemed as nothing to him while in the path of duty.