“I told you why,” Bess smiled. “It’s because our cabin was inundated by the recent flood.”
“I still don’t believe that’s the truth,” Nan asserted. “But I love this place just the same.”
“Do we walk right in?” It was Laura at the door. “Or do we have to send cards first?”
“Oh, Laura!” Nan exclaimed. “Come here. Have you seen this?” She moved the dial of a small radio.
“Have I seen that? Why, darling, I moved your things in,” Laura laughed. “And what’s more, I was here when the Captain came.”
“The Captain!” They all exclaimed at once.
“Yes, he came down in all his glory. He has a stern looking face complete with a Vandyke beard, and he wore a uniform with epaulettes and much fancy braid. He carried a cap in his hand. He came ‘to see if Miss Sherwood’s stateroom was satisfactory.’” Laura tried to clip the sentence off as the Captain had.
“You should hear his accent!” she exclaimed. “It’s Oxford or Cambridge or something equally as exclusive, I’m sure. I’m quite in love with the man! He’s perfectly darling!” she finished.
“I beg your pardon.” The girls jumped and looked up, startled, for it was a man’s voice. They recognized at once the uniform, the cap, and the Vandyke beard. It was the Captain! He must have heard them!
He looked sternly down on their confusion. “Miss Sherwood?”