of the launch, who was also her owner.

Laura turned upon him with flashing eyes.

"I don't believe there is anyone going," she said. "We wouldn't
leave here anyway, while there's a chance that the high school
boys can get their canoe back to the surface of the water. You
needn't wait, Mr. Morton. When we're ready we can walk the rest
of the way."




CHAPTER VIII

WHAT AN EXPERT CAN DO


"I don't say that I can surely raise the canoe," Mr. Driggs made
haste to state, "or that it will be worth the trouble if we do
raise it. That canoe may have sunk on river-bottom rocks, and
she may be badly staved by this time. But I've sent one of my
men to fire the scow engine, and I'm going out to see what can
be done in the matter."

"And may we wait here?" asked Laura Bentley, full of eagerness.

"Certainly, young ladies."

"Oh, that's just fine of you, Mr. Driggs," cried Belle Meade.