And I expect Ferdie and me wa'n't any too much help.
"Why, I never knew that yachting could be so exciting," says Miss Hampton. "It's really quite a game, isn't it?"
"Especially with a green crew," says Mr. Robert.
"But what a splendid breeze!"
"It'll be fresh enough by the time we open up Captain's Island," says he. "Just wait!"
Sure enough, as we gets further up the Sound the harder it blows. The waves got bigger too, and begun sloppin' over the bow, up where Ferdie was managin' the jib.
"Oh, I say!" he sings out. "I'm getting all splashed, you know."
"Couldn't he have an umbrella?" asks Marjorie.
"Please," puts in Vee, "let me handle the jib sheets. I've sailed a half-rater, and I don't mind getting wet, not a bit."
"Then for the love of soup go forward and send Ferdie aft!" says Mr. Robert. "Quick now! I'm coming about again. Hard alee!"