Again Don Benito shrank; and this time, as the good sailor thought, froma genuine twinge of his conscience.
Again conversation became constrained. In vain Captain Delano calledattention to the now perceptible motion of the keel gently cleaving thesea; with lack-lustre eye, Don Benito returned words few and reserved.
By-and-by, the wind having steadily risen, and still blowing right intothe harbor bore the San Dominick swiftly on. Sounding a point of land,the sealer at distance came into open view.
Meantime Captain Delano had again repaired to the deck, remaining theresome time. Having at last altered the ship's course, so as to give thereef a wide berth, he returned for a few moments below.
I will cheer up my poor friend, this time, thought he.
"Better and better," Don Benito, he crie
