The best and broadest of the rowboats was brought around, and Della Ford and her aunt were assisted into the craft. Then, after the boys had procured a pair of oars, they, too, embarked, and the motor-boat headed back for the moving picture company's camp.
"Hello! hello! Where are you going?"
The cry came from the shore at a point where the brook ran into the lake, and looking in that direction, those in the rowboat saw Jessie, Laura, and Belle just emerging from behind some brushwood and rocks. The girl from the West was swinging her broad hat vigorously.
"We are going to take these ladies home!" yelled Dave. "We'll be back soon."
"Oh, see; the motor-boat is loaded with furniture!" exclaimed Dave's sister. "What a funny sight!"
"I didn't know those folks were going to visit us to-day," was Jessie's comment, and her face showed she was not at all pleased.
"See! they have Miss Ford and her aunt with them," said Belle. "Miss Ford is a stunning girl; isn't she?"
"She certainly is quite good-looking," returned Laura. "What do you say, Jessie?"
"Oh, I don't think she is any better-looking than lots of other girls I know," returned Jessie, rather coldly. "Come on, let's get back to the bungalows; this long tramp has tired me dreadfully."
"You do look rather pale," said Belle, kindly. "Don't you feel well?"