The Girls of Central High on Lake Luna; Or, The Crew That Won

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There! I see him again, whispered Dora Lockwood.
A half-minute's silence, save for the patter of the drops from the paddles as the light cedar canoe shot around East Point of Cavern Island.
So do I! cried Dorothy, but in a low tone. My! what frightful whiskers.
He looks just like a pirate, declared her sister.
He is a pirate—or a robber—I wager, returned Dorothy.
Maybe he's one of those horrid men who robbed Stresch & Potter Tuesday night.
Oh, Dora! Let's hurry by.
Both girls redoubled their efforts at the paddles and the canoe shot past the little cove which lay at the foot of the eminence known as Boulder Head. The black hair and ferocious whiskers of the person upon whom they made these comments dipped down behind a big rock on the shore and disappeared.
There! he's gone, sighed Dora, with relief.
I'm glad. Do you suppose he had anything to do with the robbery at Stresch & Potter's department store? They say the thieves got more than ten thousand dollars.