"Aw," he burst out, "they thought I was too young—"
"Did you go as far as China?" questioned Amelia, eagerly.
"Of course he didn't, Amelia," said Nannie with a superior air; "he has only been away three weeks."
"Then you didn't get me any preserved ginger," pouted Amelia.
"How could I?" But Tommy looked sheepish, as the memory of certain boastful promises came to him.
"Anyhow," he announced suddenly, "I'm not going to give up. I am going to be a sailor some day—if I have to run away again."
At that Judy sat up and fixed him with burning eyes.
"Did you go to sea?" she asked, intensely.
"I tried to."
"How far did you get?"