came aboard."

"Sea-sick?" he said sympathetically.

"Well--" she began, and realizing that she could not explain, nodded.

"He's better now, anyhow."

"I'll make him some tea if you like, miss," went on Knollys. She waited
until he had made it, and ten minutes later she tapped on Louis's door,
took the tray in, laid it on his bunk and came out.

"I won't stay to keep you company. When I'm very hungry I like to
gobble, but I don't like anyone to watch me," she said.

As she came out Ole Fred opened the door of Number 15 and stood watching
her until her door closed. Then he hurried on deck.




CHAPTER IX


For the next few days Marcella and Louis were inseparable. They were up
very early each morning and did the usual march--seven times round the
deck before breakfast. Afterwards she went up on the fo'c'sle and waited
for him; for the rest of the day there was nothing to do but talk and
read, and there was only a very limited library. Sometimes Louis talked
of medicine; he told her things that had happened, that he had seen at