all, as long as we are to become seasoned mariners we shall have to
learn to accustom ourselves to the vicissitudes of a sailor's life."

"But we can't be 'seasoned mariners' until we find our houseboat,"
reminded Lillian. "It doesn't look as though we'd find it to-day,
either."

"We must," was Madge's emphatic response. "Here we have been worrying
like mad about this restaurant not being a proper place in which to eat
our luncheon, while the really important question of where we are to
find our boat hasn't troubled us. We must go out of here saying, 'We
shall find it, we shall find it,' and then I believe we can't help but
run across it." Madge's blue eyes were alight with purpose and
enthusiasm.

"Good for you, Madge," laughed Phil. "Come on, girls. Let us finish
our tea and renew our search."

It was half-past three in the afternoon when they left the little
restaurant. The four girls were to spend the night in Baltimore with a
friend of Miss Tolliver's, who kept a boarding-place. As they were in
the habit of staying with Miss Rice when they came into Baltimore to do
their shopping, Miss Tolliver had, for once, after many instructions,
permitted the girls to go into town without a chaperon.

"Miss Rice said we did not have to be at her house until half-past five
o'clock," Phil volunteered, "so what shall we do?"

"There is a little park down there near the water," Lillian pointed
ahead. "Suppose we sit down there for a few minutes until we decide