Mollie looked down at her dripping clothes ruefully and then out at the
rushing water.

"I guess you are right," she said with a little grimace. "It wasn't very
pleasant while it lasted, either. Whew, but that water was cold!" She
shivered involuntarily and Betty sprang to her feet.

"We had better be getting back to the lodge," she said. "You can put on
some dry things, Mollie, and we girls will get you some hot soup. You are
chilled to the bone."

"Nonsense," denied Mollie grumpily. "I'm beginning to feel fine and warm.
Besides," she added, trying to cover a chill that fairly made her teeth
ache, "I want to stay and find out about that thing that got us into all
this fuss."

"Nonsense," Grace put in. Up to this time Grace had been made speechless
by Mollie's sudden recovery. "You are shivering so you can't sit still."

"It makes me cold just to look at you," added Amy.

"Don't be foolish, honey," said Betty impatiently. "You can't sit there
all day in dripping clothes, and besides you will really get cold."

"Humph," grunted Mollie, getting to her feet rather unsteadily and shaking
out her sodden skirts. "I guess this isn't the first time I have taken a
dip in cold water. And besides," she added impatiently: "I don't know
about you girls, but I would like to know just what that thing was that we
saw dart beneath the falls."