am proud to call
you so now," I added.

"I am not a baby. I don't know what made me think of that; I wasn't
strong enough to do anything else."

"You couldn't have done any better."

"Gorrificious! I think you could, miss," interposed the cook.

"I blinded Peter with the whiskey, and you struck Mr. Whippleton with
the whiskey bottle, and he was so tipsy he couldn't reach us till it
was too late," added Marian. "But, Philip, you must be hungry. You
haven't eaten anything to-day."

"I am not hungry, but I am faint," I replied.

"Take a little drop of whiskey, Mr. Philip," said Peter, turning to me.

"Not a drop: I would faint away a dozen times before I would touch a
drop. Go down and bring me up some tea, and cook me a beefsteak,
Peter."

"Yes, sir," replied he, hastening below, apparently glad to get out of
the reach of a pistol ball.

"I can scarcely believe that we are still safe, Philip," continued
Marian.

"I owe my safety to you, cousin."

"And I certainly owe mine to you."

"We can call it square, then; but not many young ladies, I am sure,
would have been so courageous as you were. The battle was lost when you
came to the rescue."

"I shall never cease to be grateful to you for your care and
protection, Philip."

"And I shall be just as grateful to you. Let us both thank God, from
the depths of our hearts, for his goodness to us."

"Do you know where we are, Philip?" she asked, glancing over the waste
of waters ahead of us.

"Not exactly; but I think I can find my way back to Chicago."

"The lake is large, and we may get lost."

"No; if we keep on in our course, we shall come out somewhere. I don't
know this side of the lake, but I am tolerably familiar with the other
side. We crossed the lake, and have sailed to the northward since one
or two o'clock this morning, when Mr. Whippleton hit me on the head."

"It was four o'clock in the morning; I asked Peter," said Marian.

"Very well. It was not far from two when we came about this afternoon.
We sailed towards the north about ten hours, and I should judge that we
made at least fifty miles. I think I can tell by this map nearly where
we are. As I understand it now, our course is south-west, and we have
not less than a hundred miles to make."

"How long will it take?"

"As the breeze is now, it will take twenty hours. We shall arrive some
time to-morrow."

Peter brought my dinner on deck, and though my appetite had been
spoiled by th