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The boat began to rise on another roller. The cape was sucked out of sight under the rail. The next moment the whirling propeller was stopped so abruptly that the Stazy shook all over. "Oh! what has happened?" shrieked Helen. Ruth started up, and Tom seized her arm to steady her. But the girl of the Red Mill did not express any fear.
The young people on the Stazy scarcely expected to see a German periscope during the run to Reef Harbor. Yet they did not neglect watching out for something of the kind. Skipper Phil Gordon, a young man with one arm but a full and complete knowledge of this coast and how to coax speed out of a gasoline engine, ordered his "crew" of one boy to remain sharply on the lookout, as well.
"I thought you'd lost your grip, but I see you haven't. You are the same old Ruthie Fielding, after all." Mr. Hammond and the actors with him had no idea of the nature of the accident that had happened to the Stazy. From the extreme end of Beach Plum Point they could merely watch proceedings aboard the craft, and wonder what it was all about.
"Are you cold, dear?" her niece asked, with quick sympathy. "Here! I don't really need this cape with my heavy sweater." She removed the heavy cloth garment from her own shoulders and with a flirt sought to place it around Aunt Kate. The wind swooped down just then with sudden force. The Stazy rolled to leeward. "Oh! Stop it!" Bulging under pressure of the wind, the cape flew over the rail.
The Stazy did not, however, run far outside. The high and rocky headland that marked the entrance to Reef Harbor came into view before they had more than dropped the hazy outline of Beach Plum Point astern. But until they rounded the promontory and entered the narrow inlet to Reef Harbor the town and the summer colony was entirely invisible.
The man met the party from the Stazy with a broad smile that displayed a toothless cavity of a mouth. His red-rimmed eyes were moist looking, not to say bleary. Ruth smelled a distinct alcoholic odor on his breath. A complete drouth had evidently not struck this part of the State of Maine. "Good day to ye!" said the hermit. "Some o' you young folks I ain't never seed before."
The girls went to "doll up," to quote the slangy Tom, for Reef Harbor was one of the most fashionable of Maine coast resorts and the knockabout clothing they had been wearing at Beach Plum Point would never do at the Harbor hotels. The Stazy was a comfortable and fast motor-yacht. As to her sea-worthiness even Tom could not say, but she looked all right.
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