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You're just in time to assist." "What's it all about?" asked the newcomer. "Are you going or coming?" he inquired, as he looked at the partially-filled suitcases and trunks. "Both," answered Walter. "You're coming and they're going." "Good!" was the comment. "Hello, Cora Bess Belle " He paused as he nodded to each of the girls, and looked questioningly at Marita in the corner with Jack.

It is most becoming, but I hope it won't get wet." "Oh, the water won't hurt it. I got it on that account. I think the girls' maroon sweaters look dandy they can be seen for such a distance." "Yes, I suppose togs have something to do with a good time, although I must say Cora doesn't seem to give much time to hers. Look at Marita in white. She looks like a French doll."

"He doesn't seem to be in any danger," went on Cora. "No, those men either haven't harmed him, or they haven't arrived yet," returned Belle. "Oh, but suppose they should come while we are here?" suggested Marita, shrinking against Cora. "Don't go to supposing such uncanny things," objected Cora, as she put her arm about the other. "Are you afraid?" "I don't know," was the hesitating answer.

"And I'm so anxious to see our new motor boat!" added Bess, for the girls had purchased one that had been sent on ahead to Crystal Bay. "I do hope Ed can go," murmured Belle. "He's such good company." "Yes, I like him, too," confessed Marita, with a blush, at which the others laughed. The boys came over to the Kimball home that evening, Jack having dined with Walter Pennington.

Marita, too, seemed to have "shook her cocoon," Jack said, his economy of language scarcely making up for the little difference in "shook" and "shaken." Certainly she managed to climb from one boat to another with remarkable alertness, while Bess, Belle and Cora acted like up-to-date society maidens, only they acted a little in advance of the "date" usually adhered to.

"Perhaps that would be the easiest way," suggested timid Marita Osborne. "It certainly would create a sensation in Chelton," murmured Belle, as she looked at her plump sister. "But come, we really must help you, Cora. It's too bad we took advantage of your good nature, and brought our things here to pack. We might better have done it at our own homes."

"As if I wasn't trying to do all I could to reduce." "Oh, well, I was thinking of your nerves," observed Lottie. "But what is it you want to do, Cora, dear?" asked Marita. "I want to go to Denny's cabin, and see what has happened," was the answer. "What!" cried Belle, with an exclamation of surprise and alarm. "Tramp through the woods at this hour of night?"

"Well, when you go, please take them with you," and Cora indicated her brother and Walter. "Then we'll be able to go on with our packing. Really, Jack," and she spoke most seriously this time, "you must go!" "All right, Sis!" he agreed. "Don't forget," he added, to Marita, as he rose. "What nonsense has he been telling you now?" asked Belle with a laugh. "Don't believe him, Marita."

Then she saw it open, and a broad beam of light shoot out. "Come in," invited Denny, and the plotters entered. "Now's our chance!" exclaimed Cora, her heart beating rapidly. "We must see what those men do. We may have to give evidence." "Oh, dear!" sighed Marita. "I never could do it. I'd faint, sure." "Do what?" asked Cora. "Give evidence." "Don't worry.

"Remember, we have been in races before, and in many a seeming hopeless one we have come out ahead." "You girls are just wonderful!" breathed Marita, as she crouched on the seat she had taken. "You don't know us yet," laughed Bess. "Wait until you see some of the things Cora can do."