CHAPTER XXII
ANOTHER ACCIDENT
Grace and the singer were clinging to each other in the main cabin as Mr. Potter and Larry came down.
“Oh, father! what is it?” cried Grace. “Are we going to sink? Are we in danger?”
“Sink? No; not a bit of it!” exclaimed the millionaire stoutly. “The Elizabeth isn’t the kind of a girl to go back on her friends that way. We’re in some difficulties, but they’ll soon be over, and we’ll have a fine run through the storm.”
As he spoke there was a thunder of water on the deck of the craft, and a big wave coming aboard made the boat tremble from stem to stern.
Larry and Mr. Potter were almost thrown from their feet, and had the woman and girl not been sitting down on one of the leather couches they would have been tossed from one end of the cabin to the other.
“Oh! We are sinking!” cried Madame Androletti. “My poor boy! Out in this storm! We are sinking!”
“Nothing of the sort!” exclaimed Mr. Potter.
“Larry, are we in danger?” cried Grace. “Is daddy saying we are safe just to make us not worry?”
“As far as I know we are perfectly safe,” answered the young reporter. “For that matter, we are not far from a harbor, and, if the storm gets too bad, we can put in there.”