"Mother won't think we are in a place of safety," added John.
"Yes, she will: I have often told her that when a gale came on, I should always get into a safe place, and keep quiet till it was prudent to run home."
"It is lucky we are in the Fawn instead of the Blowout."
"We should not have gone down so far in the old boat. I felt so safe in this craft that I did not mind much about the weather."
"We have been safe enough all the time; and if you would only have put on the jib and reefed mainsail, we should have been at home by this time."
"I did not think it was prudent to do so. I may have been mistaken; if I was, I have erred on the safe side."
"I suppose we must sleep on board," said John.
"If you don't like the idea, you can go on shore, and sleep at the farm house."
"But I do like the idea; we have good beds, and I had just as lief sleep here as in my own bed at home. In fact, I am rather glad we are caught."