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Really, had she not felt that she was partly the cause of this mild strife, Ruth would have laughed at the two. They were, after all, but grown-up boys. It was a gay party aboard the Lauriette, nevertheless. And she was so pretty in her beautiful costume that when they arrived at the hotel the young men at the dance vied in their attempts to have her for a partner on the floor.
When Chessleigh was about to start the engine again and head for the camp and dinner they suddenly spied a powerful speed boat coming out from the Canadian side. It cleaved the water like the blade of a knife, throwing up a silver wave on either side. And as it passed the Lauriette Ruth and her companion could see several men in her cockpit. "There are those fellows again," Chess remarked.
Because she did so, perhaps, the fact that Tom Cameron seemed to consider his work so lightly caused Ruth to criticise the young man harshly. That could only be expected. Tom did not return for dinner. Nor did Mr. Hammond come back to headquarters. Chess Copley was eager to get the girls out in his Lauriette again.
She called to the young man when, dressed in flannels and standing at his wheel and engine, he came into view. "Hurrah! Here's good luck!" shouted Chess, swerving the bow of the Lauriette in toward the island instantly. "Hurrah! Glad you think it's good luck," said Helen sulkily. "I guess you never were marooned." "That's navy blue you've got on not maroon," said Chess soberly.
Chess shut off the engine of the Lauriette some distance from the island; but first he had gone above the rocky landing, so that the sluggish current between the islands drifted the motor-boat back upon that strand. He went forward and, with a line in his hand, leaped ashore the moment he could do so, and drew the Lauriette in to the rock.
Ruth was busy; but she could give some time to enjoyment, too, especially in the evening; and that next evening when Chess Copley appeared in his own motor-boat, the Lauriette, she was glad to join a moonlight boating party which ventured as far as Alexandria Bay, where they had supper and danced at the pavilion, returning to the picture camp in the early hours of the morning.
They are not like other people if they are really good actors." Copley's Lauriette shot them half way across the broad St. Lawrence before sunset, and from that point they watched the sun sink in the west and the twilight gather along the Canadian shore and among the islands on the American side.
To-night, when the Lauriette got away from the moving picture camp, there were no other boats in sight. Chess dimmed his lights and the craft crept through the narrow passages between the islands, heading up stream. "My idea," he said, "is to land at the back of that island " "The Kingdom of Pipes?" interrupted Ruth in surprise. "Yes. Where you say you landed before twice." "Oh!"
"The canoes aren't too big for us to handle," Helen said. "Us?" "Yes. I insist on going, too, if you start out to look for the Lauriette. And it will look better too. If we are simply paddling about, there being nothing the matter with Chess and Ruth, they won't be able to laugh at us. Come on!" exclaimed Helen, picking up her sweater. "I am a loyal sister, Tom Cameron."
"Listen," warned Tom. Faintly there came the noise of a motor-boat to their straining ears. "Here they are!" shrilled Helen. "Will you be still?" demanded her brother. "That's not Copley's boat. It's a deal bigger craft. She's on the other side of the island." Helen leaned forward and caught at his sleeve. "Look there!" she whispered. "There is the Lauriette."
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