Like everything else about the ship, these were trim and comfortable, and the boys were delighted to find that they had been assigned adjoining rooms. By the time they had washed and changed their clothes, it was time for supper, and to this they did ample justice. They were valiant trenchermen, and even the narrow escape of the afternoon had not robbed them of their appetites.
"You'd better eat while you can, fellows," laughed Bert. "We sail to-morrow, and twenty-four hours from now, you may be thinking so little of food that you'll be giving it all to the fishes."
"Don't you worry," retorted Dick, "I've trolled for bluefish off the Long Island coast in half a gale, and never been seasick yet."
"Yes," said Bert, "but scudding along in a catboat is a different thing from rising and falling on the long ocean swells. We haven't any swinging cabins here to keep things always level, and the ship isn't long enough to cut through three waves at once like the big Atlantic liners."
"Well," said Tom, "if we do have to pay tribute to Neptune, I hope we won't be so badly off as the poor fellow who, the first hour, was afraid he was going to die, and, the second hour, was afraid he couldn't die."
"Don't fret about dying, boys," put in the ship's doctor, a jolly little man, with a paunch that denoted a love of good living; "You fellows are so lucky that they couldn't kill you with an axe. Though that knife did come pretty near doing the trick, didn't it? 'The sweet little cherub that sits up aloft, looking after the life of poor Jack,' was certainly working overtime, when that Malay went for you to-day."
"Yes," returned Dick, "but he slipped a cog in not looking after the poor fellow that brute wounded first. By the way, doctor, how is he? Will he live?"
"O, he'll pull through all right," answered the doctor. "I gave his wound the first rough dressing before the ambulance took him away. Luckily, the blade missed any of the vital organs, and a couple of months in the hospital will bring him around all right. That is, unless the knife was poisoned. These beggars sometimes do this, in order to make assurance doubly sure. I picked up the knife as it lay on the pier, and will turn it over to the authorities to-morrow. They'll have to use it in evidence, when the case comes up for trial."