"She sink it vas time not to be tied by ze head and tail, so she commence to dance.

Zat is a vairy bad place, but Joseph is a grand pilot; he know vat to do, and I am nevaire in his way." Just then there was a dull thud, as if a mass of water had struck the side, and the vessel heeled over more than ever, righted herself, and then rose and rode over a wave, plunging down and again gliding along upon a level keel.

"Eat, eat, _mes amis_," said the captain.

"You do not mean that you have _le mal-de-mer_ ?" "Oh no," said Vince quickly, as if ashamed to be suspected of such a weakness.

"We don't mind the sea; besides, it isn't rough.