Will, as he put the papers in his pockets. By dint of a little hasty repairing the saddle could be used temporarily. It was evident that Prince had kept it on until lately, and the dangling stirrups had caused the sound like rattling chains. There was no sign of the bridle, however, but the halter would answer. Will saddled his pet, and soon had rejoined Frank and Allen, to whom he had shouted the good news. Then a hasty trip was made back to camp.
"Oh, I'm so glad!" cried Grace. "Now I can really enjoy camping and cruising. You must telephone papa at once."
Which Will did, the whole party going over to Mr. Lagg's store in the motor boat.
"Yes, I have the papers safe," Will told Mr. Ford. "Yes, I'll mail them at once. What's that—Dodo—tell Mollie Dodo is over the operation and is going to get well? I will—that's good news! Hurrah!"
"Oh, thank the dear Lord!" murmured Mollie, and then she sobbed on Betty's shoulder.
"Well, I guess we are ready to start," announced Grace. "I have the chocolates. Who has the olives?'
"Chocolates and olives—the school girl's delight!" mocked Will.
