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Good work for you girls," encouraged the guide. "What is it? Oh, what is it?" screamed Tommy. "Stop that noise!" commanded Harriet. "Everything is all right!" "Ready again," commanded Miss Elting. "One, two, three pull!" Tommy came up about a foot this time. Her progress was slow, but it was, at least, sure.
"Then we will see if we can't discover him again. I believe we are getting near to a solution of the enemy that has been following us. Either we must settle him or he will do us some injury. I am glad the boys saw him, too. I am going to suggest to Miss Elting that we go back to our old anchorage to-morrow. To-day we have other plans on hand. And that reminds me.
Oh, it wath funny!" Tommy laughed merrily. "Grace Thompson! I am amazed!" exclaimed Miss Elting. "Tho wath Mr. Januth. But I'm thorry, now. I won't do it again, if you won't make fatheth at me." "Well, I swum! Shake, little pardner! You got the best of Janus Grubb that time, but his time will come." "You've got to promithe," insisted Tommy. "All right. I promise." "Tho do I."
The two thoroughly soaked girls staggered into the cabin, where Harriet sat down on the floor, laughing hysterically. Miss Elting pulled down the shades and lighted the lamp. She stood regarding her charges with a quizzical twinkle in her eyes. "What a mess! What a mess," laughed Crazy Jane. "But we repelled the boarders, didn't we, darlin'?"
Oh, why didn't I think of it before?" "But Mr. Collins wore a beard; the other man did not," objected Miss Elting. "I can't help it. They were one and the same. Does that help you any, Mr. Grubb?" The guide shook his head. "Tell them all about it when you get back, Jim. The sheriff'll run the fellow down. I shouldn't be surprised if the sheriff came out here. You tell him where we are going.
Janus got his revolver, and, after loading it, slipped some extra cartridges into a pocket. "I don't want anybody to come out again to-night," he ordered. "You go to sleep, when you get ready, and I'll sit outside to watch for the rascal in case he comes prowling around later." "Spread your blankets on the floor and sit down," directed Miss Elting. "I don't think we are quite ready for bed yet.
Instead of remaining to mark the sunken car, Tommy swam rapidly to shore. She found Harriet, Hazel and Jane sitting with feet hanging over the pier talking to Miss Elting. The four were dripping, but none of them seemed to mind this. The sun soon would be up, and its rays would dry their clothing and bring them warmth for the first time since their disaster of the night before.
About this time Jane McCarthy's head appeared above the water. She took a long, gasping breath, then called out: "Here we are, darlin's! Is anybody wet?" "Girls, are you all here?" cried Miss Elting anxiously. "Call your names." They did so, and there was relief in every heart when it was found that not a girl was missing. But they had yet to learn how they happened to be in the water.
There she shut down, turned off the power, and, leaning back, yawned audibly. "Whoa!" she said wearily. "Why, Jane, what is the matter?" cried Miss Elting. "Like a sailboat, we can't make much headway without wind. As it happens, we have no wind on the quarter, as the sailors would say." "I don't understand." "She means the tires are down," explained Harriet Burrell. "Yes.
They snatched her up, carrying her ashore despite her struggles and protests. They laid her down on the packs, each trying to do something for their companion whom they had believed to be lost. "For goodness' sake! what is the matter?" demanded Harriet, sitting up. "Lie still, dear," urged Miss Elting. "You will be all right in a few moments." "All right?
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