"I don't know, except that we must be ten or a dozen miles to the eastward of Friedrichshafen," answered Shuffles.
"What shall we do?" asked his male companion.
"There are probably houses not far distant. You had better go on shore, and when you see one, let us know it."
"Perhaps you would prefer to go," suggested the young man, glancing at the lady.
"Having worked hard in the boat, I prefer to rest a little while," replied Shuffles.
"Go, Sir William," added the lady, reproachfully.
Sir William! Captain Shuffles was rather taken aback to find he had been sending a young baronet to look for a house; but then he regarded himself as the peer of any baronet, and he did not apologize.
Sir William leaped over the bow of the boat to the shore, and climbed up the bank. He cast a glance back at the companions of his voyage, and then disappeared.
"I think you must be a sailor, sir," said the young lady, when her friend had gone.
"I am, miss. I am; at least I ought to be, since I am the captain of a ship."