down the river?"

"Anywhere," answered Grace, still regarding her crumpled sport skirt
gloomily. "We are just trying to kill time this afternoon anyway, so I
don't see that it makes much difference where we go."

"Suppose we take her up to the Point," suggested Mollie, getting up
from the deck and going over to Betty who still had the wheel. "Maybe
we can get some ice-cream and a drink of ice water. I am getting
dreadfully thirsty already."

Betty looked tempted but a little doubtful.

"You know it is pretty dangerous to run in there, Mollie," she
protested. "There are so many other boats driven by Percy Falconer's
crazy lot who don't care whether they capsize you or not--"

"Goodness, Betty, it isn't like you to be afraid," Mollie started, but
stopped at the look in the "Little Captain's" eye.

"I'd rather you didn't ever say that again, Mollie," she said. "I'll
take you in there since you want it, but if anything should happen
remember that I warned you."

"Goodness, Mollie, I don't see why you ever wanted to go and suggest
that for," said Grace nervously. "We all know there is danger of a
collision over at the Point, and I'm sure I don't want to spoil my
clothes, even if you do."

"Your father said that he would rather we kept to this side of the