"There are just four of us," said Jackie Tar. "Each man tar to a corner. Quick! All aboard," and it was all they could do to hold down the kite.
"Stand by to get the ship under way. Up anchor. Heave ho, lads. Heave ho."
CHAPTER XIII
The little Japanese girl returned, pulling her father down the road.
The little old man was waving his arms about fiercely and shouting, "Zaca sakasaka," and before the kite had risen from the ground he had reached it, and the next moment Kernel Cob, Sweetclover, the Villain and Jackie Tar were being carried into the toy-shop.
"Did you ever see such luck in all your life?" grumbled Kernel Cob.
"I might have known it was Friday," said Jackie Tar, for sailors are very superstitious.