two stood motionless there. Then Miss Comfort started on again, this time at a funny little half-trot. Once more Mrs. Deane was outdistanced!
Polly and Ned and Bob ran across the gangway to meet them. The others remained on deck, Kewpie grinning broadly, Laurie only half smiling, Mae emitting little whispered ejaculations, and Brose, his comforting hammer once more in hand, humming a funny sort of tune under his breath. Miss Comfort's face was a study as she paused at the end of the gangway and swept the scene with rapt gaze. Then, still silent, she declined Ned's offered assistance and walked firmly and proudly across the gangway and stepped down upon her own deck!
It was not until she stood at the cabin door and looked inside that the little lady became articulate. Then she drew a deep breath and said, "Well, I never!" in a voice that was scarcely more than a whisper. Then she was inside, with the others clustering about her and every one talking at once, Polly apologizing for the clock, Mae explaining about the what-not, Laurie promising water for the sink not later than Tuesday, Mrs. Deane exclaiming repeatedly to no one in
