“‘I’ll send you some more,’ ses the skipper. ‘You’re not to get up mind, either of you.’
“‘All right, sir,’ ses the two in very faint voices, an’ the skipper went away arter telling us to be careful not to make a noise.
“We all thought it a fine joke at first, but the airs them two chaps give themselves was something sickening. Being in bed all day, they was naturally wakeful of a night, and they used to call across the fo’c’sle inquiring arter each other’s healths, an’ waking us other chaps up. An’ they’d swop beef-tea an’ jellies with each other, an’ Dan ’ud try an’ coax a little port wine out o’ Harry, which he ’ad to make blood with, but Harry ’ud say he hadn’t made enough that day, an’ he’d drink to the better health of old Dan’s prognotice, an’ smack his lips until it drove us a’most crazy to ’ear him.
“Arter these chaps had been ill two days, the other fellers began to put their heads together, being maddened by the smell o’ beef-tea an’ the like, an’ said they was going to be ill too, and both the invalids got into a fearful state of excitement.
“‘You’ll only spoil it for all of us,’ ses Harry, ‘and you don’t know what to have without the book.’
“‘It’s all very well doing your work as well as our own,’ ses one of the men. ‘It’s our turn now. It’s time you two got well.’
“‘Well? ses Harry, ‘well? Why you silly iggernerant chaps, we shan’t never get well, people with our complaints never do. You ought to know that.’
“‘Well, I shall split,’ ses one of them. “‘You do!’ ses Harry, ‘you do, an’ I’ll put a ’ed on you that all the port wine and jellies in the world wouldn’t cure. ’Sides, don’t you think the skipper knows what’s the matter with us?’
“‘Afore the other chap could reply, the skipper hisself comes down, accompanied by the fust mate, with a look on his face which made Harry give the deepest and hollowest cough he’d ever done.
“‘What they reely want,’ ses the skipper, turning to the mate, ‘is keerful nussing.’