"Nor I," added Amy.

"I'll try," spoke Betty-- she was always willing to try-- "but I'm
afraid I can't be of much help, Mollie. And I'm sure I don't want you
to do it all."

"Well, wait until I make another inspection," said the diving girl.
"It may be more than I bargained for. I'll hold my breath longer this
time."

"Do be careful!" cautioned Aunt Kate, coming out from the tent.

"We will," promised Betty.

Again Mollie dived. She had practiced the trick of opening her eyes
under water, and this time she looked carefully over the sunken canoe.
She stayed under her full limit, and when she came up she was panting
for breath.

"You must not stay under so long," warned Betty.

"There-- are-- a-- lot-- of-- stones," gasped Mollie. "But I think we
can do it," she added a moment later.

"I'll see what I can do," spoke Betty. She was a good swimmer and
diver, perhaps not so brilliant a performer as Mollie, but with more
staying qualities. Down went Betty in a clean dive, and when she came
up, panting and shaking the water from her eyes, she called:

"I lifted out two, but I think we had better let the boys do it,