"I don't know. I gueth it mutht be the automobile top. It ith nithe
and thpringy."
"Please stay there until I get back. I wish to look it over. If you
can, I wish you would find the rear end of the car, so I may locate it
exactly."
"What have you in mind, darlin'?" asked Jane, with a quick glance at
Harriet.
"I'm going to try to get our clothes. The trunk is strapped and
buckled to the rear end, is it not?"
"Yes."
"Tell me just how those buckles are placed; whether there is also a
loop through which the strap has been run, and all about it."
"How should I know?"
"You put the trunk on, didn't you?"
"Surely, but I can't remember all those things, even if I ever knew
them."
"Jane, you should learn to observe more closely. Most persons are
careless about that." Harriet began swimming toward the shore with
Jane.
"Thay! How long mutht I thtand here in the wet up to my prethiouth
neck?" demanded Grace Thompson. Her feet seemed to be very light. They
persisted in either rising or drifting away from the submerged
automobile top. Tommy kept her hands moving slowly to assist in
maintaining her equilibrium.
"Wait until I return, if you will, please," answered Harriet.
"Thave me! I can't wait.
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