"The land has disappeared!" cried Harriet. "We are out of sight of land. Isn't this splendid? How far are we out from home, Captain?"
"Nearly forty miles," he answered, after consulting the log. "Want to go back?"
"Oh, no! Let's keep on going. How I wish we could keep on forever in this way."
"We will go on until we meet a ship that is due here."
"A ship! Oh, where?" cried the girls.
The captain pointed a gnarled finger at a faint smudge on the distant horizon.
"Yonder she is," he answered. "Shall we go out and meet her?"
"Yes, oh, yes!" shouted the Meadow-Brook Girls gleefully. He changed the course of the "Sister Sue" ever so little, and they went bowling along over the Atlantic rollers headed for the big liner that was approaching them at nearly thirty miles an hour.