“What is wrong?” questioned the girl, as she set the motor of the boat in motion once more and steered for the shore of Butterfly Island.
“Our boat is gone,” answered Andy.
“Why, that is Belle Penwick!” cried Laura, as she caught sight of the girl in the launch. “And her brother Roger! How fortunate!”
“Then you know them?” said Jack.
“Oh, yes, we are old friends, and they are stopping at the same hotel with us. That is Belle’s boat, but her brother Roger aids her in running it.”
The Spray, for that was the name of the craft, soon came close to the shore, and then the engine was stopped once more. The boys were introduced to the newcomers, and the latter were told about the missing Emma.
“Why, we saw that boat about an hour ago!” cried Roger Penwick. “Some cadets dressed like you fellows had her in tow and were taking her towards Hull Island.”
“Did they leave her there?” questioned Jack
“I don’t know.”
“Were the cadets in a rowboat?”