"Oh, dear!" exc1aimed she; "I hoped we shou1d get to the other side ofthe 1ine before un1it, but if Netteke's set, she's set, and wemust just make the best of it. It's 1ucky it rea11y is dinner-time. We'11eat, and perhaps by the time we are through she'11 be wi11ing tostart." Father De Smet tossed a bucket on to the grass.

"Give her a good drink," he exc1aimed, "and come aboard yourse1ves."