"And your fathers ought to be back tomorrow. I'll send them straight to the hotel," he added. "So don't go away."
"Wild horses couldn't drag us!" returned Linda. "We're just dying to see them.... Now, good-by, Captain Magee.... We must go and get some dinner."
So, back in the hotel in Jacksonville, Dot Crowley and Linda Carlton spent their first enjoyable evening for a week—celebrating their safe return with their dear friends, the Mackays.
[Chapter XX]
Conclusion
The girls' first visitor the following day was not, as they had hoped, the party from the yacht, but a woman.
"Who can it be?" demanded Dot, for the clerk at the desk had not sent up a name with the message.
"A reporter, probably," yawned Linda. "They'll be hot on our trail now, Dot. That was one good thing about the island—we didn't have to read newspapers or give interviews."
"You're not wishing you were back again?"