“My idea,” he said, “is to land at the back of that island—”
“The Kingdom of Pipes?” interrupted Ruth in surprise.
“Yes. Where you say you landed before—twice.”
“Oh!”
“That is, if we see nothing or nobody about.”
“I don’t think we’d better take any great risk—only two of us,” observed Ruth, with her usual caution.
“Of course, we won’t walk right into danger.”
“I should hope not! And just what are we going for, anyway?” and she suddenly laughed.
“Why, I’m curious about those fellows,” said the young man. “And I thought you were.”
“I’m curious about the King of the Pipes. Charley-Horse Pond, Willie calls him.”