CHAPTER XXIII Saved from the Sea
Not a word was spoken by any of his companions until he had finished his song, then his wife, looking up at him with streaming eyes, said—
“My dear love, how is it that I never knew of this wonderful gift of yours? I could sit and hear you sing all day, forgetting everything else in the world. How could you hide such a talent as that?”
For a little while C. B. hardly knew what to say, for he actually felt shy as if he had done something wrong. And at last all he could say was—
“I’m sorry, dear, if you like it so much, that I haven’t sung before. I’ll make it up to you now. But first of all I’d like to ask our chief here what he’s proposing to do.”
Haynes immediately suggested that C. B. should take charge as being the most experienced boatman, but C
