"
"We ought to have some kind of a signal if we hear them coming,"
suggested Pepper.
"Like Paul Revere, 'one if by land, and two if by sea,'" quoted
Rand. "If you hear them coming down the road, Pepper, you can give
the whip-poor-will call, and Gerald, if he hears anything, can give
the owl call."
"Owl right," responded Gerald, as they each went to their appointed
stations.
The night was warm and pleasant. No sound, except the soft lapping
of the waves on the shore, the chirp of a cricket or the occasional
croak of a tree frog, disturbed the quiet of the night. As the time
wore on, without any disturbance, the watches began to doze until
Gerald was suddenly roused with a start by a splash in the water
and saw a boat gliding silently toward the landing.
"Faith, it looks as if there might be some fun after all," whispered
Gerald to himself, softly hooting a couple of times and concealing
himself behind an upturned boat.
"What was that?" asked one of the rowers at the sound of Gerald's
call.
"Aw, it's nothing but an owl," replied the other.
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