Splendid Weather.

I never mind the sea myself. The rougher for me the better. Have a cigar?

Very Fine.

One certainly does feel that only Englishmen can be sailors. Somehow or other they take naturally to the sea—now, don't they?

Fine.

Yes. I always come by Folkestone. I never could see the use of the Castalia. We are not foreigners, you know. Most of us have our sea-legs. Eh?

Moderate.

Yes. Perhaps a little brandy-and-water would be a good thing.

Sea slight.

very roughest passage I remember. But I am an excellent sailor. Still, would you mind putting out that cigar?

Rather Rough.

It's simply disgraceful. The Castalia ought to be established by Act of Parliament. Shall write to the Times. I shall go down below—to think about it!

Rough

Oh! Here, somebody! Will it be more—than five minutes? Oh! oh! oh!

Very Rough.

(Far too dreadful for description.)