"We're moving!" cried Dora, as she came to the boys, accompanied by Nellie and Grace. "Oh, what does it mean?"
"I don't know," answered Fred.
"Can't you find out, Fred?" asked Nellie. "I am sure the captain said nothing about sailing before he went ashore."
"I'll find out—if the mate will tell me," answered Fred. He walked over to where the mate stood, close to the wheelhouse, giving directions to the pilot of the Rainbow.
"Mr. Carey, where are we bound?" he asked, respectfully.
"Oh, just going to take a little sail around, to test the engine," was the apparent indifferent answer.
"Is the engine out of order?"
"Not exactly, but I thought it best to test the shaft. The assistant engineer thinks it is weak."
This was apparently a fair-enough answer and Fred bowed and walked away. Then he went down the ladder leading to the engine room. He met Frank Norton coming up. There was a look of concern on the head engineer's honest face.
"Mr. Norton, is there anything wrong with the engine or the shaft?" asked Fred.
"Nothing the matter. Why?"
