"Up in front! There you go again, Bet. Up in front! You mean for'ard; up for'ard!"
"That's right, Uncle, I forgot. Come, we'll show these girls where the motor is," and she led the way to where the machinery was enclosed in a large compartment in the bow, close by hinged wing-covers.
The motor, one of three cylinders, was a self-starter, but by means of a crank and chain could be started from the steering platform, just aft of the trunk cabin, in case of emergency. There was a clutch, so that the motor could be set in motion without starting the boat, until the clutch, set for forward or reverse motion, had been adjusted, just as the motor of an automobile can be allowed to run without the car itself moving.
"And what a dear little stove in the kitchen!" exclaimed Betty, as the girls looked in the cooking compartment—it was not much more than a compartment.
"Kitchen!" cried Captain Marlin. "That isn't a kitchen!"
"What is it?" Amy wanted to know.
"The galley, lass, the galley. That's where we cook aboard a ship, in the galley. There's an alcohol and oil stove combined. You can have chafing dish parties—is that what you call them?" and he laughed.
