, smiled a little.

"I ought to," she declared, "father taught me. He said that he didn't
have a son, so he intended that I should know as much as a boy about
such things."

"It's mighty windy weather." Tommy was hunched up in the bottom of the
boat--and his face had the woebegone look of the inexperienced sailor.

"It's going to be windier," said Judy, wisely, "it's coming now. Look
at those clouds."

Back of the moon a heavy bank of clouds was crested with white, and the
waters of the bay heaved sullenly.

Tommy, ignorant little landlubber that he was, began to wish that he
had stayed at home, but Judy was exalted, uplifted by the thought of a
coming battle with wind and waves. She had fought them so often in the
little white boat, but one thing she forgot, that she was not as strong
as she had been, and that Tommy was not as helpful as her father.

The start had been very exciting. Judy had pretended to read in the
library, and little Anne had gone to bed, and then when the house was
still she had crept out, and had met Tommy, and together they had
gotten "The Princess" under sail.

But more than once that day Judy's heart had failed her. The Cause had
looked rather silly on second thoughts, and Tommy was _so_
commonplace--but, oh, well, she had promised, and that was the end of
it.

Tommy was dreadfully awkward about a boat, too. In spite of his
eagerness for a life on the ocean wave, he had never had any practical
training and Judy grew impatient more than once at the slow way in
which he followed out her orders.

"I would do it myself," she scolded finally, "only I must save my
strength for the trip back. I shall be all alone then, you know."

Tommy sat down suddenly. "Gracious," he gasped, "I never thought of
that. Oh, we will have to go back. You can't take this boat home
alone, Judy."

Judy's head went up. "I am captain of this ship, Tommy Tolliver," she
declared, "and I am going to sail into port and put you ashore. Then I
shall do as I like."

"Aw--" said Tommy, appalled at this display of nautical knowledge,
"aw--all right, Captain Judy."

The wind came as Judy had said it would, filling the little sail until
it looked like a white flower, and carrying "The Princess" along at a
pace that made Tommy feel weak and faint.

"Isn't it fine," cried Judy, leaning forward, and drinking in the
strong air with delight. "Isn't it glorious, Tommy?"

"Yes," said Tommy, doubtfully. He wa