"But we may get wet, unless we go into the cabin." "I vote the girls all go into the cabin," said Dick.

"Sam can go with them if he wants to.

Tom, you and I can stay on deck to look after the sails." "I'm going to do my duty on deck, too," came from Sam promptly.
Another rush of wind now sent the spray flying in all directions, and to keep from being drenched the girls retired to the tiny cabin, or, rather, cuddy, of which the Old Glory boasted.
"I am sure it is going to be an awful storm," said Dora.

"I wish we were safe on land once more." "Oh, dear! do you think we'll go to the bottom ?" asked Nellie.
"The boys won't let the yacht go down," answered Dora.

"They are all good sailors, and Captain Jerry must know all about handling this craft.