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Weldon
,
fortunately
,
supported
this
rolling
and
pitching
without
being
incommoded
.
But
her
little
boy
was
very
much
tried
,
and
she
was
obliged
to
give
him
all
her
care
.
As
to
Cousin
Benedict
,
he
was
no
more
sick
than
the
American
cockroaches
which
he
made
his
society
,
and
he
passed
his
time
in
studying
,
as
if
he
were
quietly
settled
in
his
study
in
San
Francisco
.
Very
fortunately
,
also
,
Tom
and
his
companions
found
themselves
little
sensitive
to
sea-sickness
,
and
they
could
continue
to
come
to
the
young
novice
's
aid
--
well
accustomed
,
himself
,
to
all
those
excessive
movements
of
a
ship
which
flies
before
the
weather
.
The
"
Pilgrim
"
ran
rapidly
under
this
reduced
sail
,
and
already
Dick
Sand
foresaw
that
he
would
be
obliged
to
reduce
it
again
.
But
he
wished
to
hold
out
as
long
as
it
would
be
possible
to
do
so
without
danger
.
According
to
his
reckoning
,
the
coast
ought
to
be
no
longer
distant
.
So
they
watched
with
care
.
All
the
time
the
novice
could
hardly
trust
his
companions
'
eyes
to
discover
the
first
indications
of
land
.
In
fact
,
no
matter
what
good
sight
he
may
have
,
he
who
is
not
accustomed
to
interrogating
the
sea
horizons
is
not
skilful
in
distinguishing
the
first
contours
of
a
coast
,
above
all
in
the
middle
of
fogs
.
So
Dick
Sand
must
watch
himself
,
and
he
often
climbed
as
far
as
the
spars
to
see
better
.
But
no
sign
yet
of
the
American
coast
.
This
astonished
him
,
and
Mrs.
Weldon
,
by
some
words
which
escaped
him
,
understood
that
astonishment
.
It
was
the
9th
of
March
.
The
novice
kept
at
the
prow
,
sometimes
observing
the
sea
and
the
sky
,
sometimes
looking
at
the
"
Pilgrim
's
"
masting
,
which
began
to
strain
under
the
force
of
the
wind
.
"
You
see
nothing
yet
,
Dick
?
"
she
asked
him
,
at
a
moment
when
he
had
just
left
the
long
lookout
.
"
Nothing
,
Mrs.
Weldon
,
nothing
,
"
replied
the
novice
;
and
meanwhile
,
the
horizon
seems
to
clear
a
little
under
this
violent
wind
,
which
is
going
to
blow
still
harder
.
"
"
And
,
according
to
you
,
Dick
,
the
American
coast
ought
not
to
be
distant
now
.
"
