"Who?
Me ?" Mr.Thurston waved his hand appeasingly at the red-faced man, and turned to the girl.

"I'd like to go ashore with you, and as far as the store, but you see how busy we are.

Good-by, and a lucky trip to you.
I'll tell off a couple of men at once and break out your baggage.

Have it up at the store to-morrow morning, sharp." She took his hand lightly and stepped aboard.

Her weight gave the leaky boat a sudden lurch, and the water hurtled across the bottom boards to her shoe-tops: but she took it coolly enough, settling herself in the stern-sheets and tucking her feet under her.
"Hold on!" the officer cried.