He'll be the death of me some day!" "I'm here, ma!" shouted out Maurice from the forecastle. "Do come, everybody. It's such fun! Ah, there, the big one has just got such a whack and is in a terrible wax. He's hunting about for the little one, who has dived away from him out of reach!" "Fokesall, ahoy!" hailed Mr Adams, who had charge of the deck; "what's the matter forward!"