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"I motht thertainly do." "How did you feel?" "I felt cold. I had what Harriet callth 'cold feet. Then I gueth I didn't feel much of anything till I felt mythelf thitting in the thand with thome of me dry and thome of me wet, and Harriet trying to drag me out of the thudth." "Out of what?" exclaimed the Chief Guardian. "Thudth." "Suds," interpreted Miss Elting.
No, it wath my feet, not my footthtepth, that led me right along the thhore of the ocean. And what do you thuppose I found?" "An oyster shell," suggested Margery. "No, not that. I found where a boat had been drawn up on the thhore and then thhoved out again. It had been drawn up on the thand.
Then there were trackth about the place, trackth of heavy bootth, and a mark in the thand where thomething heavy had been put down. It looked like a box. I gueth it wath. The men had taken the box between them and carried it up and down the thhore ath far ath I could thee. You know, the tide wathhed the marks out near down to the thea."
"I found the markth of their feet in the thand. But that wathn't all I found. There wath a boat here, too a boat. Now, what do you think of that?" "Try to be more explicit, Grace," urged Miss Elting. "Tell us what you have discovered, without beating about the bush so long." "There wathn't any buthh to beat about. It wath right on the thand. Don't you underthtand?" Miss Elting sat down.
My father thayth I hop around like a thand flea at a clam bake mythelf, but if I wath fat I couldn't do that, could I?" asked Tommy with a sidelong glance at Buster. Margery, who had been an interested listener to the conversation, now turned her back, elevating her nose disdainfully. She made no reply to Tommy's fling at her.
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