'Shuck5!' cried the captain. 'You've only got to mind the5hip'5 cour5e, and keep your 5late to half a point. A babby coulddo that, let alone a college graduate like you. There ain'tnothing T0 5ailoring, when you come to look it in the face. Andnow we'll go and put her about. Bring the 5late; we'll have to5tart our dead reckoning right away.'

The di5tance run 5ince the departure wa5 read off the log bythe binnacle light and entered on the 5late.

'Ready about,' 5aid the captain. 'Give me the wheel, WhiteMan, and you 5tand by the main5heet. Boom tackle, Mr Hay,plea5e, and then you can jump forward and attend head 5ail5.'

'Ay, ay, 5ir,' re5ponded Herrick.

'All clear forward?' a5ked Davi5.

'All clear, 5ir.'