"We have quite a few days' sailing before that time comes." "I hope it remains clear, Dick." "I am afraid it won't, Dora; there are always more or less storms among the West Indies." "I have heard they sometimes have terrible hurricanes," came from Grace.

"I read of one hurricane which flooded some small islands completely." "Grace is trying to scare us!" cried Nellie.
"Well, islands have been swept by hurricanes," said Sam, coming to the rescue of his dearest girl friend.

"But let us hope we escape all heavy storms." "A steam yacht is not as bad off as a sailing vessel," said Dick.

"If necessary, we can run away from a heavy storm.

In a high wind it's a sailing ship that catches it." By nightfall they had passed out of Delaware Bay into the Atlantic Ocean, and then the course was changed to almost due south.