"Have you seen Miss Norcross, William?"
"Not for some time."
"I've been looking for her. I can't imagine where she is."
"Neither can I."
Aunt Caroline looked at him inquiringly.
"You haven't quarreled with her about anything, have you, William?"
"Quarreled? No, indeed; there's been no quarrel."
"I'm glad of that," said Aunt Caroline. "She's too nice a girl to quarrel with."
Now, for the first time since her arrival on deck, she took note of the fact that the Sunshine was moving; also, that their environment had completely changed.
"Why, we're sailing again, William!"