"I've heard they do."
"I can go anywhere a native can, providing he doesn't get out of my sight."
"A guide across the Straits! It's a grand idea!" Marian seized Lucile about the waist and went hopping out on deck. "A guide across the Straits. We'll be home for Christmas dinner yet!"
"What, you don't mean—" The boy stared in astonishment.
"Sure I do. We can go anywhere you can, providing you don't get out of our sight."
"That—why, that will be bully."
He said this with lagging enthusiasm. It was evident that he doubted their power of endurance.
"We'll have to go to East Cape to start," he suggested.
"East Cape?" Marian exclaimed in a startled tone.
"Sure. What's wrong with East Cape?"