They found Harriet and Jane making the
boat more secure, preparatory to leaving for the hotel.
"Why, girls, whatever is the matter? You are wet through! Go up to the
hotel and get into dry clothes at once. You will both catch cold. You
are too late for breakfast, too. What happened to you?" exclaimed Miss
Elting. "You are certainly bedraggled looking specimens."
Harriet told the guardian of their search for the "Red Rover." Miss
Elting frowned. The message from her brother was still in her pocket.
She recalled the peculiar actions of Dee Dickinson, wondering if
perchance he had anything to do with the casting adrift of their
houseboat, Harriet had not told the guardian of having found a hot stove
on the occasion of their first visit to their summer home. That,
perhaps, might have enlightened the guardian.
Now that Miss Elting and the other girls were there to unload the
automobile, Jane and Harriet turned to go.
"We will begin to settle while you girls go to town for breakfast,"
called the guardian after them.
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