“No, not exactly sir,” replied Dick. “I just wondered, that’s all.”
“I don’t think there is. I’m sure I don’t want to be on the same ship with him again. He’ll make mischief wherever he is.”
But Mr. Willing was to be disappointed in this wish, as it turned out later.
Noon came and passed and still the big steamship was in the canal; but with the coming of the supper hour the Pacific ocean became visible in the distance.
It was the first time that Dick, Shirley or Mabel had seen the Pacific, and they stared ahead for a long time.
“I don’t see as it looks any different from the Atlantic,” declared Shirley.
“What did you expect?” asked Mabel. “Think you were going to see the name on it?”
“Not exactly. I don’t know just what I expected, but I thought it would look different.”
The others laughed.
“It might feel a little different in case a big storm came up,” said Dick.