“No’m, we won’t,” Hal assured her. “We’re not going out in her again until we have an anchor along.”
“And a tomato can,” suggested Bee.
“A tomato can?” Hal questioned. “What’s that for?”
“To bail with.”
“Why not have a bailer?” laughed Jack.
“All the boats I’ve ever been in,” replied Bee, soberly, “carried empty tomato cans for bailing purposes. I wouldn’t know how to use anything else.”
“And I guess,” said Jack, “you’d better get your engine put together again before you take another trip. It might be that the things your friend couldn’t get back were sort of necessary, Hal.”
“I don’t think so,” said Bee. “Maybe, though. I’m not sure that I know where they are. Did I give them to you, Hal?”
“You did not!” replied Hal indignantly. “And if you’ve gone and lost them—”
“Well, they may be kicking around under the grating somewhere. After we get the water out of her we’ll have a look. I don’t believe, though, we’ll ever find them; they were little trifling things.”