"
"Chocolate, by all means. Jack, I recommend the chocolate. Bring
two full sized bowls, Johnson, and put that cold pie on the table,
and a couple of knives and forks; never mind about a cloth; but
first of all bring a couple of basins of hot water, we shall enjoy
our food more after a wash."
The early breakfast was eaten, dry coats and mufflers put on, pipes
lighted, and they then went up upon deck. Tom took the helm.
"What time do you calculate we ought to make Guernsey, Tom?"
"About twelve. The wind is freer than it was, and we are walking
along at a good pace. Matthews, cast the log, and let's see what
we are doing. About seven knots, I should say."
"Seven and a quarter, sir," the man said, when he checked the line.
"Not a bad guess, Tom; it's always difficult to judge pace in a
heavy sea."
At eleven o'clock the mist ceased.
"That's fortunate," Tom Virtue said; "I shouldn't be surprised if
we get a glimpse of the sun between the clouds presently. Will you
get my sextant and the chronometer up, Jack, and put them handy?"
Jack Harvey did as he was asked, but there was no occasion to use
the instruments, for ten minutes later, Watkins, who was standing
near the bow gazing fixedly ahead, shouted:
"There's Guernsey, sir, on her lee bow, about six miles away, I
should say.
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