two days ago,' said Titty quietly,'we were in the train,coming to Pin Mill.'
'I was outside Dover,wishing for wind,'laughed Jim.
'And now we're all here,'said Titty and Susan.
'you steer Goblin,John,while I go and tidy up on deck,' said Jim
'are you sure I can?' said John,looking worried.
'of course you can.Just keep her as she's going.'
the tiller was in John's hands.Susan and Titty were watching him.could he do it? the children were only used to a small sailing boat,and this yacht was much bigger.but it was not nearly as hard as John had thought,and soon he began to feel more confident.
Jim came back into the cockpit,and John moved along so that Jim could sit down and take the tiller.
'no,you carry on,'said Jim.' you're doing well.'
on they went. soon the river became wider and they sailed into Harwich harbour.
'now then,' said Jim.'susan, why not give John a rest,and let's see how you can steer.'
susan sat down beside John and took the tiller. there was only one thought in her mind; she must keep the Goblin sailing straight and keep her sails full of wind. but suddenly Roger jumped up on one of the seats in the cockpit,pointing with his finger and shouting.
'look!look! it's black pig, swimming.'
where?' shouted Titty.
'there.no,it's gone now.no.look!there it is!'