She burns up gas like the dickens when she does any more.
Yesterday we went to Freeport in fifty-seven minutes, and that's a good seventeen and a half miles.

She had to hump herself, though." After the wonders of the _Adventurer_ had been exhausted the boys gathered on the bridge deck and Steve laid a chart on the floor and they discussed their plans.

It had already been decided that they should cruise northward as far as Maine.

As there was no hurry in getting there, they were to take things easy, stopping at such points as promised interest and putting into harbour at night.

As it was already after four o'clock, they finally concluded to stay where they were until morning, although the _Follow Me_ crowd were eager to be away.