You
see, we are taking no water aboard at all. Where will you find a boat
as dry as this, I'd like to know?"
Thus reassured, the guardian felt better about their situation, though
she began to feel dizzy and a few moments later was forced to join
Margery in the cabin. Buster was still on the cabin floor, unable to
keep on the locker seat. She was tossing from side to side with every
roll of the sloop. Four other girls from the camp by this time had
sought what comfort was to be had in the cabin. Outside, Jane,
Harriet, Tommy, Hazel and the skipper were taking their full measure
of the enjoyment of the hour. Harriet got out a basket of food, and,
bracing herself against the combing, proceeded to eat. Her companions
on deck joined her. Tommy carried a roast beef sandwich into the
cabin.
"Have a nithe, fat thandwitch with me?" she asked.
Dismal groans greeted her invitation. Harriet called her back.
"You shouldn't have done that, Tommy," she rebuked. "It was most
unkind of you. How would you like to be aggravated if you were
seasick?"
"If I got theathick I'd detherve to be teathed. Oh, thee the gullth."
A flock of white gulls was circling over the "Sister Sue." Harriet
flung overboard a handful of crumbs, whereat the birds swooped down,
rode the swells and greedily picked up the crumbs.
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