Captain Cephas was not quite so happy as the three others
were, but he was very much interested. About nine o'clock the
party broke up, and the two captains put on their caps and
buttoned up their pea-jackets, and started for Captain Cephas's
house, but not before Captain Eli had carefully fastened every
window and every door except the front door, and had told Mrs.
Trimmer how to fasten that when they had gone, and had given her
a boatswain's whistle, which she might blow out of the window if
there should be a sudden croup and it should be necessary for any
one to go anywhere. He was sure he could hear it, for the wind
was exactly right for him to hear a whistle from his house. When
they had gone Mrs. Trimmer put the little girl to bed, and was
delighted to find in what a wonderfully neat and womanlike
fashion that house was kept.

It was nearly twelve o'clock that night when Captain Eli,
sleeping in his bunk opposite that of Captain Cephas, was aroused
by hearing a sound. He had been lying with his best ear
uppermost, so that he should hear anything if there happened to
be anything to hear. He did hear something, but it was not a
boatswain's whistle; it was a prolonged cry, and it seemed to
come from the sea.

In a moment Captain Eli was sitting on the side of his bunk,
listening intently. Again came the cry. The window toward the
sea was slightly open, and he heard it plainly.

"Cap'n! " said he, and at the word Captain Cephas was sitting
on the side of his bunk, listening. He knew from his companion's