"But that boat isn't very near, is it?" Margy urged fearfully.
"No. Miles off," was the cheerful answer. "We're not in much danger of being run down, though I fancy keeping that horn going won't be a bad thing in any case; we might get help that way."
The fact that it was after midnight captured Jess's fancy as it had Polly's.
"Is it really to-morrow morning?" she asked.
"This morning," Larry corrected. "To-morrow is another day now."
A low chuckle from Artie, who had given Ward the privilege of sounding the horn, surprised them all.
"Say, we might be worse off," he announced, as though he had recently made a discovery.
"I'm glad you think so," said Larry. "But, barring a great storm, I am the least bit inclined to doubt your excellent theory."
"Suppose—" Artie suggested, "just suppose we had Mattie Helms and Carrie Pepper with us!"