Mae was at the tiller guiding the steering gear to fix the vessel in its course, on the smooth, blue waters.
For some time the handling of the craft occupied the visitors' entire attention, but presently they undertook to move around.
"This is where the Blowell beats your Indian Queen canoe, Louise," said Cleo. "You can move here without upsetting."
"But we could really upset in this boat," Louise reminded them. "Although, I am not fearing any such catastrophe."
"Isn't it invigorating," Margaret added to the continuous praise song. "I like the life of this motion, yet it hasn't the least spilly effect."
Thus they enthused until shore points of interest broke in on the marine eulogy.
"Just see us leave Weasle Point behind," remarked Cleo, with a rather prolonged look at the green speck as it drifted away.
"Wonder if Kitty is over there?" said Grace.
"And Bentley," added Julia, not to deprive her chums of their usual joke that she never forgot Bentley.
"And my Uncle Pete," insisted Grace. "Do you know, girls, Captain Dave says he was seriously stunned by that storm?"