"No, but I'm wet. My feelingth are hurt, too."
"Don't think about it any more," advised Harriet. "Go into the cabin and change your wet clothes. Then you'll feel better."
"Will you steer, Miss Elting?" Harriet asked the guardian. "We are slowing down too much. If we stop it will be difficult to get another start."
The boat moved faster when Harriet took hold of the pushing pole. Jane had ceased rowing because she was at the end of her tow line and had proceeded as far into the cave-like opening in the rocks as she could go. She pulled the rowboat to one side and called to the helmswoman of the "Red Rover" not to run her down.
"Snub her nose against the side. We don't want to bump into the rocks," ordered Captain Harriet.
"Thnub whothe nothe?" questioned Tommy apprehensively.
"The boat's, of course, you goose," answered Harriet laughingly. "That's it. Will it go in clear, Jane?"
"Yes, all right."
"Good. I was certain it would."
"How are we going to keep the boat in here? It will drift out with the current, will it not?" asked the guardian.