said Turly, "after we have come back
from our voyages."

They pottered about in the boat for a while, talking make-believe
out-on-the-ocean talk, hauling sails and working the helm. Turly was
captain, and Terry had to be the entire crew. At last Turly said:

"We don't sail a bit; we only joggle. Do you think I might untie the rope?"

"No, no!" cried Terry; "we're only pretending. You know we have neither
oars nor sails."

"I suppose it is better not," said Turly, as a healthy sensation of hunger
reminded him that he could hardly return from discovering a new continent
before dinner.

However, the rope, as if it resented having been interfered with in doing
its duty, now played them an unkind trick. It loosened from the ring of its
own accord, and the boat, with the children in it, drifted away from the
rocks.

The tide was going out, and the even waves carried the little bark far from
land in the course of a very few minutes.

Turly burst out laughing, but Terry turned very white as she realized what
had happened.

"Turly, Turly, don't dance about like that, or you will upset the boat!
We're going out to sea, and we can't get back again!" Turly looked around
and saw that she was right, but did not like to confess so much.

"Of course we're going out to sea," he said, "but why shouldn't we come
back again?"

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"What's to bring us back?" said Terry. "We've no oars or sails, and if we
had we're not big enough to use them."

"The tide is going out," said Turly, "and it's taking us. When it begins to
come in it will bring us back."

"Oh, it won't come back for hours and hours! And how can we tell where we
are going?"

Turly was quiet now, and came to sit with Terry in the bottom of the boat.

"It's the only way to keep it steady," said Terry. "Let us ask God to take
care of us!"

"Of course He will; He walked on the sea. Aren't we silly not to have
thought of that before?"

They both slipped on their knees and cried out loudly:

"God! God! Come to us and bring us back to shore!"

Still the boat kept drifting away outward, while the shore they had left
got farther and farther into the distance.

They were very cold by this time, but fortunately the day remained calm and
clear, and there were still some hours to come of winter daylight.

At last, after a period that seemed to them a whole day long, Turly turned
his head and gave a wild shout of triumph.

"Hurrah!" he cried; "here's my