Their fair trip down the coast from New York was almost ended and the chums began to pick up their things in the stateroom and repack their bags.
CHAPTER V—THE NEWSPAPER ACCOUNT
“Do you suppose Nettie and her aunt have arrived, Ruth?”
“I really don’t,” Ruth Fielding said, as she and her chum stood on the upper deck again and watched the shore which they were approaching so rapidly.
“Goodness! won’t you feel funny going up to that big, sprawling hotel alone?”
“No, dear. I sha’n’t be alone,” laughed Ruth. “You will be with me, won’t you?”
Helen merely pinched her for answer.
“The rooms are engaged for us, you know,” Ruth assured her chum. “Mrs. Parsons knew she might be delayed by business in Washington and that we would possibly reach the hotel first. They have our names and all we have to do is to present her card.”
“Fine! I leave it all to you,” agreed Helen.
“Of course you will. You always do,” said Ruth drily. “You certainly are one of the fortunate ones in this world, Helen, dear.”