"All right," agreed the captain, who had gone into the cabin with the other girls.
"And perhaps we can pick out a good place to go camping," added Grace.
The boys directed the course of the boat, while the girls looked after Paul.
"We must stop at some place where there is a telephone," said Mollie, "and I'll send word to mamma that Paul is with me. She may be worried."
"Yes, do," suggested Betty. A little later trie girls saw that the boys were approaching a dock, the main one of a small town just below Deepdale.
"Where are you going? " asked Grace of her brother.
"Going to tie up for a minute. Frank and I want to make amends for sneaking aboard, so we thought you'd like some soda. There's se grocery store here that keeps pretty good stuff."
"Oh, yes, I know Mr. Lagg!" exclaimed Mollie. "Barry Lagg is his name. He's real quaint and jolly."
"Then let's go ashore for the soda ourselves, and meet him," suggested Grace. "I am very thirsty. What is Mr. Lagg's special line of jollity?" she asked Mollie.
"Oh, he makes up little verses as he waits on
