"The fish that always goes armed," recited Ward, in his best classroom manner, "is the swordfish."
"Good gracious!" Jess stared at her brother in mingled admiration and pride. "How did you know?"
"I thought of guns and then I thought of swords," Ward beamed. "Then, of course, I remembered swordfish."
"Want to go in now?" called Mr. Williamson. "We're going up to get in our suits, and we'll be right down. Wait for us."
The children waved their hands to show they had heard and understood and Margy said hurriedly:
"Ask another—let Artie, because he ought to know an easy one."
"I think we ought to have some system," Artie announced, with earnest disapproval. "I'll start with Jess and go right around the circle, asking: Why is a ship always polite?"
"I suppose because it is called 'her,'" said Jess composedly.
The others stared.