I've sent my bag, and mother is going to meet me here this evening." "That's right.

Now I must be off to see the owners.

Keep out of the way as well as you can.

I suppose you will find plenty to amuse yourself." Mark said, "Oh, yes!" but he felt as if there was going to be very little that was amusing; and as he saw his father go toward the gangway and speak to the first-mate, who seemed to reply with a surly nod, the office of captain seemed of less account than ever.
The scene was not inspiriting.

It was a dull, cold, cheerless afternoon in May; the deck was one chaos of bales, packages, and boxes.