“That’s what I called for,” explained Nancy. “We have several days to do just as we please. I want to come out there to see you.”
“Just fine! But it’s not easy to get here, my dear. You’ll have to come early in the morning on the ferry that crosses the harbor to take workers from here over to the city. There isn’t another ferry until it comes to bring the workers home. Our manpower is very much rationed here.”
“Then I’ll come early and stay late,” Nancy said with a laugh.
When she put down the phone Marian Albans said, “I’ll be glad to see you to the ferry. It would be rather complicated to give you directions for going there.”
“That’s awfully nice of you,” said Nancy gratefully. “That will make it easier, and you can point out the sights as we go.”
When Mabel learned she would have to spend the entire day she decided to go only to the ferry with Nancy, so she could do more sight-seeing in the city.
When they went out early next morning a stormy wind was blowing, which Marian Albans called a “Southerly Buster.”
“Feels as if it’s right off the South Pole,” she said as the two Americans and the Australian went out into the street bundled in overcoats and mufflers.
They caught a tram, as the Australians called their street cars, for a long ride through the fascinating streets of the strange city. By the time they reached the quay where Nancy was to take a ferry across the harbor a driving rain cut off their view. Wind whipped the water into whitecaps, and the crossing promised to be rough.
“Do I have to walk very far after I leave the ferry?” Nancy asked.