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From the trunk she finally drew forth a long flannel nightgown. This she carried over and gravely spread out on the pile of clothing that she had previously placed near Miss Elting. The guardian's eyes lighted appreciatively. "Thank you, dear. That is splendid," she said, flashing a smile at Tommy. "You are very resourceful. I am proud of you." "You're welcome," answered Grace with a grimace.
Jane lost no time in getting up where the rest of the party were dancing about the deck, trying their best to get warm, and succeeding but poorly. "Harriet, don't you think we had better go ashore?" asked Miss Elting. "You will be little better off there. But wait. Yes, the very thing. I was going to use that awning for something else. It is the only dry thing on the boat.
"And I believe they are the very same," declared Harriet, nodding thoughtfully over the goggles, which she had taken from Jane's hand. "You certainly have made a find. I think we are beginning to understand, Miss Elting." "Yes. Mr. Grubb does not, though." "Some one dropped them; I understand that well enough. But the spectacles themselves don't tell us who the fellow is by a long shot.
"Now hold her steady, and she will ride it out like a duck." He grabbed up a pail and began bailing with all his might. Jane did likewise, then Miss Elting lent her assistance. Tommy was clinging to the cabin roof with all her might. Before the storm struck them they had not thought to light their masthead and side lights. Now it was next to impossible to do so.
"Hold up your arm, Tommy," directed the guardian. "You take that arm, Harriet. Now one foot, Tommy. I'll take that. Don't move about any more than you can help. Wait! Her arm first. Have you got it, Harriet?" "Yes." Snap! Tommy uttered a wild scream of terror. Miss Elting was reaching for the upraised foot.
It looked a sheer wall from where the girls stood, the projections and jutting crags appearing perfectly flat to them. Even Harriet Burrell and Miss Elting were a little dubious. "Do you think it safe?" questioned the guardian apprehensively. "No. Mountain climbing is never safe," replied Janus. "It can be done, and easily at that, if that's what you mean. Shall we go ahead or go back, Miss?"
Once home, Miss Elting lost no time in sending in a report, to the Chief Guardian of the Camp Girls' Association, of the "honors" won by the Meadow-Brook Girls. In due time the girls received their honor beads, which added considerably to the length of the strings of beads they had already won for achievement and bravery.
Once back in Meadow-Brook the girls had settled down to a busy winter in high school. Now that summer had come again, accompanied by Miss Elting, they had planned to spend their vacation on Lake Winnipesaukee, aboard a houseboat owned by Miss Elting's brother. The "Red Rover" in its coat of bright new paint looked really fine that morning.
They were so close to the island that I could almost have hit them with a stone." "Provided you could throw straight," interjected Miss Elting. "Yes. I wouldn't have to be a very good thrower to reach a boat so close as that one was." "Shall we go exploring now?" asked Margery. "I don't believe it would be prudent. Those boys are sharp. They may be on the island at this very moment.
I've something that will please you!" exclaimed the guardian. "What ith it?" demanded Tommy, edging near. "Coffee!" exclaimed Miss Elting triumphantly. "But how are we going to cook it?" cried Jane. "Get the coffee pot. It is in one of the packs that we saved. We have neither milk nor sugar, but we shan't care about that. I met a boy, as I have told you.
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