At length the gray light of the morning began to shine in at his little round window. This he was very glad to see, although it did not promise any decided relief to his misery; for the storm still continued with unabated violence. At length, when breakfast time came, the chambermaid brought in some tea and toast for Maria and for both the children. They took it, and felt much better for it--so much so, that Rollo said he meant to get up and go and see the storm. "Well," said the chambermaid, "you may go, if you must. Dress yourself, and go on the next deck above this, and walk along the passage way that leads aft, and there you'll find a door that you can open and look out. You'll be safe there." "Which way is aft?" asked Rollo. "That way," replied the chambermaid, pointing. So Rollo got up, and holding firmly to the side of his berth with one hand, and bracing himself between his berth and the side of his wash stand cupboard with his knees, as the ship lurched to and fro, he contrived to dress himself, though he was a long time in accomplishing the feat. He then told Jennie that he was going up stairs to look out at some window or door, in order to see the storm. Jennie did not make much reply, and so Rollo went away. The ship rolled and pitched so violently that he could not stand alone for an instant. If he attempted to do so, he would be thrown against one side or the other of the cabin or passage way by the most sudden and unaccountable impulses. He finally succeeded in getting up upon the main deck, where he went into the enclosed space which has already been described. This space was closely shut up now on all sides. There were, however, two doors which led from it out upon the deck. In order to go up upon the promenade deck, it was necessary to go out at one of these doors, and then ascend the promenade deck stairway. Rollo had, however, no intention of doing this, though he thought that perhaps he might open one of the doors a little and look out. While he was thinking of this, he heard steps behind him as of some one coming up stairs, and then a voice, saying,-- "Halloo, Rollo! Are you up here?" Rollo turned round and saw Hilbert. He was clinging to the side of the doorway. Rollo himself was upon one of the settees. Just then one of the outer doors opened, and a man came in. He was an officer of the ship. A terrible gust of wind came in with him. The officer closed the door again immediately, and seeing the boys, he said to them,-- "Well, boys, you are pretty good sailors, to be about the ship such weather as this." "I'm going up on the promenade deck," said Hilbert. "No," said the officer, "you had better do no such thing. You will get pitched into the lee scuppers before you know where you are." "Is there any place where we can look out and see the sea?" said Rollo. "Yes," replied the officer; "go aft, there, along that passage way, and you will find a door on the lee quarter where you can look out."