"I think I will go with you, Mr. Phil," said she. "I should like to see where the flowers grow."
"But that boat is not fit for a lady to get into in its present condition," interposed Mr. Waterford, annoyed by this new phase of our lady passenger's will.
"It will answer very well for me," she replied.
"Indeed, I cannot permit you to get into that boat; but if you wish to land, we will take it ashore first, and empty out the dirty water."
"O, no! I won't give you all that trouble," added she, retreating to the cabin again.
"I will go down and put out my fire, and then I shall be ready," I continued, following her below.
"Don't leave me, Phil," said Marian, earnestly, but in a low tone.
"If you will trust the matter to me, I will manage it right," I replied. "But I wish to let him have his own way for the present."
"But you see now that he wants to leave you on shore."
"I have no doubt of that; still I wish to go on shore with him. You may be assured that no accident shall happen to you," I answered, as I rattled the stove to convince the skipper that I was busy at the work I had come below to do.