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"It says the Sea Crest Life Savers are going to ask the naval authorities to acknowledge the brave act " But Louise had fallen back in a mock faint The glory of the aftermath was getting a bit too thick for comfort. "ANYWHERE you like, and the bottom, not the sky, is the limit." It was Neal, replying to the girls' request for a trip to the Point in the Treddie.
If bears or lions howl at me they'll get ammonia from my tree," she rhymed, exhibiting Benny's water pistol. "Spoof," Corinne exclaimed; "I thought we had wild terrors up at Windward, but we haven't come across bears nor injuns. Wish I had brought my illegal sling shot that I only use in self defense." "Treddie can tread," remarked Isabel. "Who was it walked on the water?"
Quickly as he spied the Treddie, Bentley waved his cap in signal for them to come in. "There," added Cleo; "he has a message, I think. See, he has a paper in his hand." "Don't get out," the boy called. "I'll throw it in," and wrapping a piece of paper weighted with a pebble, around the smaller slip, he easily tossed the message into Julia's lap. "It's addressed to the scouts," said Louise.
The party included Grace, Louise, Julia, Helen, Cleo, Isabel, Elizabeth and Corinne, the last named having run up from the Windward, to spend a few days with her school companions at Sea Crest. "A regular excursion," said Elizabeth. "We should have brought eats." "We may find them," suggested Neal, turning over his engine, whereat the Treddie chugged off.
An old woman is little to my mind. If I trust marriage again, I will choose a young girl for my wife such an one as Treddie Fae, or Thora Ragnor." "Thora Ragnor! Dreaming thou art! I am sure Barbara Brodie has brought this young man here for Thora's approval. Can thou stand against a young man?" "Yes. Adam Vedder and fifty thousand pounds can hand any young man his hat and gloves.
Cleo and Helen then tossed the bundled piece of awning over the side of the Treddie, and safely ashore, then climbed out themselves, and, like the firemen under burning buildings, stood the True Treds, with that big piece of canvas stretched under the leafy peak of the rocky archway. "Ready!" called out Kitty. A firmer grasp was made at every holding point, and then a gentle thud.
How the True Treds congregated, ready for the sail over the bay in the valiant Treddie need not be told, for the very next noticeable thing was they were all together, and ready for a start, piling into the launch, like an encore to their previous excursion.
"Well, I am doubly sorry for Kitty if that's Aunt Hannah," declared Julia, and then the Treddie left Luna Land behind. GRACE tapped at the side window of the Log Cabin; she had climbed over the little stile-steps that mounted the fence between Rosabell and Cleo's cottage, and now she waited at the window for a sign of life within, for it was early, and summer folks could sleep late.
"Maybe we could see into the island from the boat. Come on. Hope Neal has some more time to spare." The owner of the Treddie was glad to circle the little isle, and when all had jumped in the launch, the trip home began with that preliminary dash. "I'll slow down so you can get a good look," Neal told them, and he understood enough about the interest in Luna Land to do his part.
"She had enough starch in that outfit to defy even the Sea Crest dampness. Perhaps that was the real idea. Come on, scouts. Do you recall Neal is to take us out in his new launch?" "And did you hear he is going to call it the Treddie, after us?" added Grace. "Yes, wanted to make it True Tred, but we told him that was copyrighted," explained Julia.
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