"What do you suppose is the matter?" she whispered.

"I'm sure I don't know," replied little Mary Louise. "Perhaps there's
something on the track."

By this time all the passengers were thrusting their heads out through
the curtains of their berths.

"Porter, Porter!" called the Penguin, who had been vainly pressing
the electric call-button.

But as usual, when a porter was wanted he is nowhere to be found.

Then the Baby Seal began to cry. Suddenly all the lights went out.
Mary Louise hastily caught up her clothes and commenced dressing.
"Thank goodness," she said in a trembling voice, "I don't have to
bother with stockings!"

"I never was anything but a Mermaid," said the Princess in a frightened
whisper, "so I don't know anything about them!"

"Where's my waist?" asked Mary Louise, hardly able to keep from crying.
"I can't find it anywhere, and it's so dreadfully dark, too."

"Oh, dear me!" suddenly cried the Mermaid Princess. "I believe I'm
trying to get yours on over mine. I'm so excited I forgot that I
already had on my own."

"Well, I'm dressed at last," exclaimed Mary Louise after wriggling