hewrycane to bother you any. But it seems to me like you thought you was steerin' a sailin' boat. What fer do ye keep headin' her up close to the wind? This la'nch don't pay no heed to wind ner nawthin' else."
"That's so!" Garth said. "I was thinking all the time that I was letting her fall off too much, but it doesn't make any diff'rence, of course. I never steered a motor-boat before."
When they had reached what the Captain considered a likely place, he stopped the Lydia's engine and anchored her.
"Here's tackle fer all on us," he said, "an' thar's bait in the kittle. Wal! Look at the lady gettin' right in an' baitin' up her own! Some on 'em's kind o' fancy an' won't get their hands in it, but I see you're salt-water folks, ma'am."
"She wouldn't do it at first," Garth said, "but she thinks it's fun now."
"You've gone and spoiled my reputation as salt-water folks," Joan complained, wiping her hand on her skirt. "Now the Captain won't believe I'm not really fancy."
"Oh, 'shaw!" said "Bijah. "You bean't the kind I mean. Some o' them frilly folks up to the Hotel, I'm thinkin' about. Don't you let a
