"When the patch was on we had to get the boiler filled and the fires
away as soon as we could. I tried to get some information out of the old
Third, but he just chewed and spat. When I asked the Second he says, 'Oh
Hell, I can't stop to show ye now. Take a hand-lamp and go and see the
run o' the pipes yerself.' I was nearly dropping for sheer sleepiness,
but I made up my mind I would not give in. At breakfast time the Chief
said we'd missed a tide and couldn't get away till midnight, and I
thanked God. But it's a funny thing about a steamer, that the more time
you have the more work there is to do. We had stores to get stowed away,
and as soon as that was done a steam-pipe split on the fore-deck and we
had to go in the rain and patch it. I didn't know where things were; I
didn't know the names of things; I didn't know how they should be done.
I'd been a gentleman for six years, never soiling my hands except to
clean my bicycle. When the Second said to me at tea-time, 'You'd better
knock off and turn in. You'll be on watch to-night,' I began to realize
what I was in for. I sat on the settee in our room and tried to think.
No wonder my old shell-back uncle had laughed. My clothes were lying all
round. I had no bedding, nor sea-gear, and I didn't know where to get
it. Suddenly the door opened and the Chief came in.
"'Haven't you a letter for me?' he says. I gave it to him. 'Captain
Carville's nephew, I see. Coming for a trip, or are you going to stick
to it?' I looked at him.
"'I'm going to stick to it if it kills me,' I said. 'I'm here for
keeps.' He nodded. He liked that.
"'Got any gear?' he says. I said, 'I've got nothing except an extra suit
and some pyjamas.'
"He told me to get washed and go ashore and buy some bedding. 'I don't
know how you'll get on with that old Third,' he says. 'The last Fourth
left because of him.'
"'I'm not going to leave, sir,' I said. I wasn't going back for anybody.
I was going to find out something about life, right away from everybody
I'd ever known.
"'Bully for you,' says he, and with that he went away. I went ashore and
bought myself some gear, and by the time I got back it was eight
o'clock by my watch.
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