"The crew of the schooner would be castaways, then," Russ mused. "I like to read stories about castaways." "Robinson Crusoe had goats," remarked Laddie. "I like goats." "You wouldn't like goats if they butted you, would you?" asked Vi. "All goats don't butt," said her twin with assurance. "Have those men got goats on that wabbly schooner?" Margy demanded. "I didn't see any." "Of course they haven't," Rose replied. "Then how could they be castaways?" put in Vi promptly. "If castaways have goats----" "Oh! you don't understand," declared Russ. "They only get the goats after they get to the desert islands. That is what Laddie means." "Of course," agreed Laddie. "Do they eat 'em?" Margy asked. "Only if they need to," Russ told her, with superior wisdom. "Of course, they most always make pets of them." "Oh!" "I guess," said Russ, becoming reflective, "that we might play at castaway." "When we get ashore, do you mean, Russ?" Vi asked. "Right here." "No," said Vi. "We'd get our feet wet. We can't play on the ocean, can we?" "We can play on this deck. The officers won't mind. Now all of you come up on to this life raft. We'll play you are floating around on the sea waiting for somebody to come along in a boat and rescue you." "Who is going to be the rescuer?" Vi asked. "I am." "Are you sure you can rescue us, Russ?" she demanded. "Where's your boat?" Russ pointed to a long lifeboat covered with canvas which lay some distance from the life-raft. "That will be my boat," he said eagerly. "Rose, you must be in command of the raft. Of course, you have been drifting about a long time and you are all hungry and thirsty." "Mun Bun wants bwead and milk," put in the littlest Bunker, on hearing this. "Well," said Laddie soberly, "you've got to want it a lot before you get rescued, Mun Bun. Castaways have to drink the ocean and eat their shoes before anybody rescues them." At this Mun Bun set up a wail. It seemed that his shoes were brand new and he was very proud of them. He would not consider eating them for a moment! "Never mind," said Rose, hugging him. "If you get so very hungry before Russ rescues us, you can chew on your belt. That is what Laddie means." Mun Bun observed his belt with round eyes. It seemed to him, and he confessed it to Rose, that he would have to be awfully hungry to chew that belt. The others entered into the spirit of the play and when Vi chanced to step off the raft her twin and Margy seized her and screamed. "You'll be drowned, Vi Bunker!" said Margy. "You'll more than get your feet wet if you don't stay on the raft," her twin scolded. "And, then, maybe there are sharks." "Sharks?" put in Margy. "Yes, big sharks." "What do they do?" asked Margy, who had not heard so much about this castaway play as the older children. "Big fish," said Laddie promptly. "I like fish," Margy announced. "You know, Grandma Bell had goldfish. They were pretty." "And I like fish to eat," said Vi. "Are sharks good to eat?"