He knocked loudly on his door; and, when the steward came to inquire what he wanted, he stated that he was sick, and desired to go on deck. The captain was consulted, and the order was promptly given for Shakings to conduct him to the deck. The acting head steward offered his services, and he received every attention his case required. When Mrs. Frisbone heard that he was ill, she went to him. “I have been feeling badly for some time; and I took some medicine which our family doctor gave me,” said the sufferer. “I think it is quite enough to make one sick, to be shut up in that state-room as you have been, Mr. Gregory,” replied the lady, when she had examined into the condition of the invalid. “I am generally very well, and I have not had occasion to take any of this medicine for a long time,” added Gregory. Mrs. Frisbone spoke to the captain about the case, and expressed her opinion in regard to it. “I have several times offered to let him go on deck for an hour or two, and he has refused to do so,” replied O’Hara. “Certainly it was his own fault that he has not had any more air and exercise,” added the lady. “I am willing to go still farther,” continued O’Hara, who did not wish to injure the health of any student, however guilty he might be. “I will see him in the morning, and will endeavor to give both Gregory and Clinch more liberty than they have had, and without the assistance of the boatswain, for they refused the offer because Shakings was to have charge of them.” The patient was permitted to stay on deck as long as he pleased; but he did not see Sir Philip Grayner, who was playing whist in the cabin with the Prince and the ladies. When he went to his room, and was locked in as usual, he told Clinch what he had been about. At eight bells the next morning, O’Hara sent for the two prisoners, and they were brought into the cabin by the boatswain. Both of the “sprigs” were there; and Sir Philip looked him fairly in the eye, but made no sign whatever that he knew him, or had ever seen him. Gregory thought it very strange that his cousin did not recognize him, especially when Capt. O’Hara called him by name. “I hope you are better this morning, Mr. Gregory,” said O’Hara; and he expected a rude, if not an insulting reply. “I am much better, I thank you, Capt. O’Hara,” answered the prisoner. “I wish to say that I am sick, and I can’t stand it to be locked up in that room, now that the port has to be closed.” Gregory spoke in a respectful tone; and O’Hara could not but notice the change in his manner. “I am very sorry that it became necessary to confine you to your room; but I have tried to have you take air and exercise,” added O’Hara. “I understand you to object to the attendance of Mr. Shakings.” “I did object; but I do not now. I am willing to do any thing you deem proper, and to confess”--