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"But is the dangerous place you spoke of near here?" "Right ahead," answered Cora, pointing to where the water was swirling in over some partly-hidden rocks. "Keep well out, and when you round the point you'll be at Bayhead." "I'm greatly obliged to you," was his reply. But Cora did not look at him, nor return his bow. She swung her boat around and started back for the bungalow.
"Because he didn't even invite us to a tennis game, to say nothing of ice cream sodas, and there's a place in Bayhead where they have the most delicious chocolate!" "Lottie!" gasped Marita. "Would you have gone with him?" "Oh, well," with a shrug of her shoulders, "I don't know as I would, only he might have asked us."
The Chelton well, I gave her a try-out a while ago, and I know what she can do." "Oh, do you?" thought Cora. "Perhaps you don't." "I have to laugh when I think how I took those girls in," went on Bruce. "I pretending that I was a stranger in these waters, and they kindly offering to pilot me. I guess they took me for some society swell of Bayhead." "The mean thing!" hissed Lottie.
For a moment her brain was in a whirl, and she had an idea that she ought to tell her chums what she had in mind. Then she decided to be cautious to wait and watch a little longer. She wanted to find out his reason. Who was this strange young man who seemed so friendly? What did he want in Bayhead? Why had he proposed a race?
Such evidently was his intention, for he slowed down his engine, so as to muffle the noise of the exhaust, and called out: "On which point is Bayhead, if you please?" "Over there," answered Cora, pointing to a promontory that jutted out into the bay. "But be careful and go well out when you round it. There are some dangerous rocks at low tide. How much do you draw?" "Thirty-four inches."
"I should have, my dear, I don't mind admitting that, if only I had had enough gowns," went on Lottie, with a sigh. "But I didn't have half enough. Papa was dreadfully poor that year. I believe he said there had been a 'slump in the market, whatever that means. "Anyhow I know I couldn't begin to dress as those in my set did. So that's how I remember Bayhead. I should like to go there again.
The young man he had refrained from giving his name, either by accident or design had been bending over his motor during the whispered talk among the girls. Now he looked up again. "Well," he asked, pleasantly, "is it to be a race?" "If you like," answered Cora, calmly. "I certainly do like. I'm going to enter some of the Bayhead races, and I'd like to see how my boat will go."
The girls talked among themselves, speculation being rife as to what the young man wanted in Bayhead. "It's an awfully swell place," said Lottie. "I spent one Summer there, and it was nothing but dress, dress, dress all the while! Either for motoring, tennis or bridge. Oh, I got so weary of it!" "But you liked it especially the dressing," put in Belle.
The girls turned to look at the other motor boat. It was rounding the point to Bayhead now, and seemed to be going at remarkable speed. "How fast it goes!" exclaimed Lottie. "Yes, much faster than the Chelton," responded Cora. "I told you he was holding back." "What could have been his object?" asked Belle. And that was a question all the girls asked themselves.
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