Here I go _now_!" She slipped off and went
under, but came up sputtering and protesting. Instead of remaining to
mark the sunken car, Tommy swam rapidly to shore. She found Harriet,
Hazel and Jane sitting with feet hanging over the pier talking to
Miss Elting. The four were dripping, but none of them seemed to mind
this. The sun soon would be up, and its rays would dry their clothing
and bring them warmth for the first time since their disaster of the
night before.
"Do be careful," Miss Elting was saying when Tommy swam up, and,
clinging to the pier with one hand, floated listlessly while listening
to what was being said.
"What's the matter, Tommy? Couldn't you stand it any longer?" asked
Harriet.
"My feet got tho light that I couldn't hang on."
"She means her head instead of her feet," corrected Margery.
"I think I had better go after the trunk now," decided Harriet.
"I wish you would let me go with you," urged Jane.
"No; two of us would be in each other's way. You folks had better stay
here and wait. There will be plenty to do after I get the trunk
ashore, provided I do. We must have all our outfit together by
sunrise, for we have a day's work ahead of us. Want to get up, Tommy?"
"Yeth."
Harriet reached down and assisted Grace, dripping, to the pier.
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