little. She was a pretty girl, apparently about twelve years old,
with dark blue eyes and a tanned skin that showed she was used to
outdoor living.

"These are my cousins, Nelson and Albert Bennett," she said,
pulling the two boys forward.

"Hello!" beamed Twaddles, who seldom suffered from shyness. "We
came to rescue you."

"Don't want to be rescued," said Nelson suddenly. "Do we, Letty?"

"Of course we do," retorted his cousin. "How do you expect to get
any lunch if we have to stay on this island? And where would you
sleep? We're going on board The Sarah this minute and Captain
Jenks will take us home."

Letty had stopped crying, and now she shouldered the oar, ready to
carry it to The Sarah.

"How's it come you have one oar?" asked Captain Jenks, plainly
puzzled. "Where's the other?"

"In the boat," said Letty. "We brought this ashore because the
boys wanted to play jungle travelers and carry things slung on a
pole over their shoulders. But the oar was too heavy for them to
lift."

Captain Jenks laughed as he marshaled the children on the boat.