nal to show that," went on Betty. "Uncle Amos told me there are signals for nearly everything that can happen at sea, but of course I never thought of such a thing as that we'd get adrift. I must be prepared next time."
"I can't understand about those knots," spoke Grace. "Where is that book?"
"What book?"
"The one showing how to tie different kinds of knots. I'm going to study up on the subject."
"Not to-night," objected Aunt Kate. "It's nearly morning as it is."
"Well, the first thing to-morrow, then," declared Grace. "I'm going to make up for my blunder."
"Oh, don't be distressed," consoled Betty. "Any of us might have made the same mistake. It was only an accident, Grace dear."
"Well, I seem fated to have accidents lately. There was poor little Dodo"
"Not your fault at all!" exclaimed Mollie, promptly. "I'll not allow you to blame yourself for her accident. It was those motorists, if anyone, and I'm not sure they were altogether to blame. Anyhow, I'm sure Dodo will be cured after the operation."
"I hope so," murmured Grace.
The appetizing odor of bacon and eggs came
