ind you of to-night will be the rather worn looks of your
companions. But what is one night's loss of sleep, anyway? I just
know when you were at school you lost many a good night's sleep
through some prank. Now, didn't you?"

"That would be telling tales out of school," smiled Dorothy.

"An evasion means an assent," remarked her chum. "And the next
evening you were feeling as well as ever--just as a nice, warm bath
and a rub-down will make you forget your troubles of to-night."

And Molly was a true prophet. The storm went down rapidly after
midnight, until there was only a slight mist falling, and the wind
came in fitful little gusts, which lacked the force to do damage even
of a slight nature.

After one o'clock, with the cheering intelligence that the engines
would soon be in working order, called to them through the stateroom
door by Dr. Sterling, the girls fell asleep, to be awakened some
hours later by the motion of the boat.

"Oh, look, Molly!" Dorothy cried, shaking her chum out of a sound
sleep. "The yacht is under way."

"Didn't I tell you so?" was the rather discomforting reply, as Molly
sat up, rubbing her eyes. "First thing we know we'll be back at the
hotel."

"We'll have to reach the dock first, though."

"Thanks for the information," said Molly, as she began to arrange her
hair.

The sun was streaming in through the port-holes and the water without
was as smooth as glass. The yacht was headed toward the city, and
moving along at a steady pace, though not at full speed.

The girls smoothed out their crumpled dresses, gave several other
touches to their attire, and after a vigorous use of powder rags,
taken from their hand-satchels, they aroused Aunt Betty and together
went into the cabin, thence to the deck.

"Good morning!" greeted Judge Breckenridge, who, seated near the rail
amidships, was smoking an early morning cigar in the keenest
enjoyment.

"It is _good_ morning, sure enough!" cried Dorothy, drawing her lungs
full of the pure, sweet air. "And I'm so glad. I hope we reach the
city soon, for Herr Deichenberg and Mr. Ludlow will be worried to
death over my absence."

"In half an hour we'll be at the wharf," said Mr. Ronald, who
approached at this moment. "I trust you rested well?"

This remark was directed principally toward Aunt Betty, who replied:

"I didn't hear a sound all night long. The last noise I heard was the
chatter of the two young magpies who occupied the berths acr