Tell our host that we will go back." They tacked a few minutes later, and swept shoreward.

Jeanne, still standing in the bows, was gazing steadfastly upon the little island at the entrance of the estuary.
"I should like," she declared, pointing it out to Cecil, "to land there and have some tea." Cecil looked at her doubtfully.
"We shall be home in a little more than an hour," he said, "and I don't suppose we could get any tea there, even if we were able to land." "I have a conviction that we should," Jeanne declared.

"Mother," she added, turning round to the older woman, "there is an island just ahead of us with a delightful looking cottage.

I believe my preserver of this morning lives there.

Wouldn't it be lovely to go and beg him to give us all tea ?" "Charming!" the Princess declared, sitting up amongst her cushions.