So Rollo took the bowl, and began to carry it along. He did this without much difficulty, for it was not by any means full. Bowls of broth intended to be carried about ship at sea are never entirely full. When, finally, he came to the place where the lady was lying on the settee, he stood there a moment holding the bowl in his hand, without speaking, as he thought the lady was asleep; for her eyes were shut. In a moment, however, she opened her eyes. Rollo then said to her,-- "Would not you like a bowl of broth, lady? I have brought some for you." The lady gazed at Rollo a moment with a sort of bewildered look, and then, raising herself up upon the settee, she took the broth, and began to eat it with the spoon. At first, she seemed to take it cautiously and with doubt; but presently, finding that she liked it, she took spoonful after spoonful with evident pleasure. Rollo was extremely delighted at the success of his experiment. The lady said nothing to him all the time, though she looked up at him repeatedly with a very earnest gaze while she was taking the broth. At length she finished it, and then gave Rollo back the bowl, saying, as she did it,-- "Did my husband send you with that bowl of broth to me?" "No," said Rollo, "I brought it myself." "And what put it into your head to do that?" added the lady. "Why, Maria brought some to me when I was sick," replied Rollo, "and it did me good; and so I thought it would do you good." The lady looked at him a moment more with an earnest gaze, and then lay down again, and shut her eyes. Presently she opened them a moment, and said,-- "Do you know my son Hilbert?" "I have seen a boy about the ship," said Rollo, "not quite so big as I am. Is that he?" "With a blue jacket?" said the lady. "Yes," said Rollo, "and a bow and arrows." "That's he," said the lady. "If you will go and find out where he is, and ask him to come to me, you will do me a great deal of good." Rollo had seen this boy several times in different places about the ship; but as he seemed to be rather rude and boisterous in his manners, and very forward and free withal in his intercourse with the passengers who chanced to speak to him from time to time, Rollo had not felt much disposed to form an acquaintance with him. The boy had a bow and arrows, with which he had often amused himself in shooting about the decks. He did this with so little consideration, that at last, one of the officers of the ship told him that he must not shoot any more in those parts of the ship where the ladies were, but that he must go forward, among the sailors, if he wished to practise archery. So the boy went forward, and from that time he spent most of his time on the forward deck among the sailors, and in the midst of the ropes and the rigging.