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Portrait of John Kendrick Bangs John Kendrick Bangs Pursuit of the House-Boat — Chapter XII

The day passed, and by slow degrees the island and the marooned pirates faded from view, and the night came on, and with it a dense fog.
"We're going to have a nasty night, I am afraid," said Xanthippe, looking anxiously out of the port.
"No doubt," said Mrs. Noah, pleasantly. "I'm sorry for those who have to be out in it."
"That's what I was thinking about," observed Xanthippe. "It's going to be very hard on us keeping watch."
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Portrait of John Kendrick Bangs John Kendrick Bangs Pursuit of the House-Boat — Chapter XII

Noah, as the vessel began to move. "I begin to feel easier. It looks now as if we were really off."
"It seems to me, though," said Cleopatra, gazing forward, "that we are going backward."
"Oh, well, what if we are!" said Mrs. Noah. "We did that on the Ark half the time. It doesn't make any difference which way we are going as long as we go, does it?"
"Why, of course it does!" cried Elizabeth. "What can you be thinking of? People who walk backward are in great danger of running into other people.
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Portrait of John Kendrick Bangs John Kendrick Bangs Pursuit of the House-Boat — Chapter XII

It's night, and there's a fog as thick as a stone-wall all about us. If there were a hundred of you upon deck with ten eyes apiece, you couldn't see anything. You might much better be in bed. As your captain, chaperon, and grandmother, I command you to stay below."
"But--who is to steer?" queried Xanthippe.
"What's the use of steering until we can see where to steer to?" demanded Mrs. Noah. "I certainly don't intend to bother with that tiller until some reason for doing it arises. We haven't any place to steer to yet; we don't know where we are going.
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