"Oh!" gasped Dorothy.
"I had to clean out the tub and rinse the clothes half a dozen times to get the sand out."
"But, Billy!" exclaimed Dora. "They say he isn't over at that island."
"Well, I wish I knew where he was," sighed the worried sister.
Just then Tommy stopped yelling and spoke in a shrill, but perfectly plain tone:
"Sis! I'm a-goin' to bust a winder and fall out, I am!"
"Oh!" ejaculated Dorothy, jumping up. "He'll be hurt."
But Alice put forth a restraining hand to stop her before she could flee to the rescue.
"Don't bother. He doesn't want to jump himself. Tommy is bluffing."
"Bluffing!" gasped Dora. "Did you ever? I should be scared to death that the little scamp would do it."