"Oh, I was thinking—thinking——"
Alice was rather at a loss for words to explain.
"You must have some of your new roles on the brain," went on Ruth. "I know I've been doing a lot of thinking over mine. They are nearly all nice ones, I'm glad to say, but I don't like the parts we have to take in the shipwreck. Fancy having actually to jump into the water."
That was one of the things required, according to the scenario.
"There's no danger," Alice said, as she and her sister reached the stateroom they were to share.
"Oh, but think of sharks in those Southern waters!"
"I'm not going to think of them," declared Alice. "Besides, we shall be in the water only a short time, and the motorboat will pick us up. It will be nice and warm."
The plan of the shipwreck included the jumping overboard of some of the company, and their rescue in small boats, or by the motorboat Ajax, that would follow, with Russ in it taking the moving pictures of the "thrilling scenes."
"Well, that doesn't come until toward the end," Ruth remarked, "so I'm not going to think about it until then. Now let's unpack."
Ruth and Alice had comfortable, if rather restricted, quarters in a small cabin containing two bunks. Their father was near them, and the other members of the company had rooms scattered about. The ship's crew, of course, berthed forward, and the two mates, of whom Jack Jepson was one, were quartered with the captain. Alice wondered what would be the standing of Hen Lacomb.