“I bet those girls slopped some into the boat when they launched her,” declared Jennie, angrily.
“Wish we had a bailer. Why, Jennie! the boat’s leaking!”
But Jennie had already found that out. And she found where it was leaking.
“The plug’s been pulled, Nance!” she exclaimed. “See that bunch of rags floating? That’s what Cora Rathmore stuffed into the hole when she pulled out the plug. She knew the water would soon work them out.”
“But where’s the plug?” asked Nancy.
“They took it away with them. It’s a mean trick!” gasped her chum. “Why, Nancy! The water is gaining fast. Here we are in the middle of the river and the skiff will sink under us before we can row to shore!”