CHAPTER VI. DAWN ON A WIDE, WIDE SEA
“ Is it aslape I’ve been?” said Mr Button, suddenly awaking with a start.
He had shipped his oars just for a minute’s rest. He must have slept for hours, for now, behold! a warm, gentle wind was blowing, the moon was shining, and the fog was gone.
“ Is it dhraming I’ve been?” continued the awakened one. “Where am I at all, at all? O musha! sure, here I am. O wirra! wirra! I dreamt I’d gone aslape on the main-hatch and the ship was blown up with powther, and it’s all come true.”
“ Mr Button!” came a small voice from the stern-sheets (Emmeline’s).
“ What is it, honey?”
“ Where are we now?”
“ Sure, we’re afloat on the say, acushla; where else would we be?”
“ Where’s uncle?”
“ He’s beyant there in the long-boat—he’ll be afther us
