First our boat is
stolen, then our clothes are locked up. Who would think that that
old boathouse man would go to bed so early."
"I am sure you are perfectly welcome to our coats," insisted Belle,
as she and her sister divested themselves of their long automobile
garments, "and they will look--"
"Lovely on us," put in Walter. "Let me have the blue one, please.
It is so becoming."
Jack took Cora's heavy linen, Ed accepted the brown that Bess had
worn, while Walter got the blue.
"Not so bad," said Jack, thrusting his hands deep into the patch
pockets. "Don't know but what I'll get one like this, Cora."
"And I rather like the empire effect," said Ed turning around so
that all, might admire the short-waisted coat he wore. "This is the
Roman empire I believe, Bess; is it not?"
"No, the first Empire," corrected the girl. "My but you do look
nice! You have a wonderful--outline."
"Yes, my nurse always complimented me on my outline. But do behold
Wallie! Isn't he a peach?"
"He's a picture girl," declared Cora laughing. "Well, it is a good
thing that we girls all wore coats when we went on the rescuing
expedition. But say boys, what do you think was the trouble at the
wharf? Ben seemed quite excited."
"I didn't like the looks of the fellow who offered us the boat
ride," commented Ed. "And the queer part of it was, how did he know
we were on the island?"
"And then his boat leaked and stopped.
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