In shawl straps they packed afghans, pillows, and such odds and ends as books and pictures, and they filled travellings bags with anything they could find.
Loaded down with their luggage, they went down in the front hall, where Marjorie said the game must begin.
"Have you ever been on an ocean steamer, Delight?" she asked.
"Yes. I haven't sailed on one, you know, but I went on board to see Aunt Margaret sail. So I know how they are. This house isn't built just right; we'll have to pretend a lot. But never mind that."
"No, I don't mind. Now are we getting on board?"
"Yes, here's the gang plank. Now we go upstairs to the main saloon and decks. Be careful, the ship is pitching fearfully!"
Oblivious to the fact that steamers don't usually pitch fearfully while in port, the two travellers staggered up the staircase, tumbling violently from side to side.
"Oh, one of my children has fallen overboard!" cried Delight, as she purposely dropped Goldenrod over the banister.
"Man overboard!" cried Marjorie, promptly. "A thousand dollars reward! Who can save the precious child?" Swiftly changing from a tourist to a common sailor, Marjorie plunged into the waves, and swam after the fast-disappearing Goldenrod. She caught the kitten by its tail, as it was creeping under a sofa, and triumphantly brought it back to the weeping mother.
"Bless you, good man!" cried Delight, her face buried in her handkerchief. "I will reward you with a thousand golden ducats."
"I ask no reward, ma'am; 'twas but my humble duty."
"Say not so! You have rendered me a service untold by gold."
Delight's diction often became a little uncertain, but if it sounded well, that was no matter.
"My cabin is forty-two," said Marjorie, who was once more a tourist, on her way upstairs.
"Here is a steward," said Delight, "he will show us the way."
The steward was invisible, but either of the girls spoke in his voice, as occasion demanded.
"This way, madam," said Midget, as she led Delight to the door of her own room. "This is your stateroom, and I hope it will suit you."
"Is it an outside one?" asked Delight, who had travelled on night boats, though not across the ocean.
"Yes, ma'am. Outside and inside both. Where is your steamer trunk?"