She Hit the Water Near Danny’s Raft
“That? Why that was easy,” was his smiling reply. “You see, I didn’t really get the worst of it, just the aftermath, big rolling waves, high as a church, just rolling and rolling. I went to the top of one, slid down its side, then started up another. Talk about your roller coaster. Say! That’s tame!”
Needless to say, both Sally and Danny ate at the Captain’s table that night. When Danny had told of his glorious fishing expedition, when Sally had added the story of the rescue, and the sea parrot had screamed his approval, the applause that followed made the bulkheads ring.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
DREAMS
The moment they were tied up at the dock in their home port Captain MacQueen got in touch with Silent Storm.
“I understand you know this inventor C. K. Kennedy,” he said over the phone. “How well do you know him?”
“Quite well, I think,” was Storm’s modest reply.
“Fine,” said MacQueen. “How about having dinner with my friend, Sally, and me tonight?”
“That will be a pleasure,” said Silent Storm, sensing at once that something big regarding Sally’s secret radio was in the offing. “But why don’t we have the dinner at my house? It’s quiet and very secret.”
“That’s okay with me,” was the prompt reply.