The Motor Girls on Cedar Lake - Or the Hermit of Fern Island by Margaret Penrose
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you to go where this girl tells you, and fetch her boat," said Ben.
"Quick now, we've got something to do." "It's up at the new camp," said Cora. "It's the new boat you must have seen come up this afternoon." "Oh, yes'm, I know it, and I know where it is," replied the lad, and then he was off, his bare feet making no sound. He called back through the darkness "Got any oil or gas?" "Yes," replied Cora, and away he ran. "Ain't he a regular dock rat," said Ben with something like pride in his voice. "I hope we do not lose sight of that man," remarked Cora. "Oh Jim can't pull as hard as he thinks, especially on a lazy day when he has been out some," affirmed Ben. "Now suppose you girls just sit on this plank while you wait? 'Twon't cost you nothin'." He dusted off the big plank with his handkerchief, and upon the board, Cora, Bess and Belle seated themselves. "I suppose Dan will haul the boat down," said Cora. "It isn't locked, but he may not want to start the motor." "Oh, you can trust to Dan to get her here. When he isn't a dock rat he's a canal mule. There! Ain't that him? Yep, there he comes and he's got her all right," said old Ben proudly. |
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