“I thought I’d buy a little fruit to eat on the steamer——”
“Now, Mart, didn’t you learn better than that on the way over?” protested Nancy.
“But I don’t expect to be sick this time. I’m a seasoned sailor now.”
“You probably won’t touch it; and anyhow, you can buy some on board,” persisted Nancy.
“Not such fruit as I saw.”
“Well, go to it if you must.”
So that night, when they went on board, Martha’s baggage included a fancy basket filled with various kinds of fruit.
CHAPTER XII
THE UNEXPECTED
Tim met them at the head of the gangplank; and after having their chairs placed, he and Nancy strolled about the deck to inspect the crowd.