So they looked, but they found nothing like the blue light, and then
Ted said he was hungry and wanted to eat.
Nora and Mrs. Martin had set out a little lunch for the children on top of a packing box, and the Curlytops and Trouble were soon enjoying the sandwiches and cake, while their grandfather and the hired man finished unloading the boat. In a little while Grandpa Martin called:
"All aboard, Teddy, if you're going back with me!"
"I'm coming!" was the answer. "I'm coming!"
It did not take Grandpa Martin long to pull back to the mainland in the boat which was empty save for himself and Ted. The lake was smooth, a little wind making tiny waves that gently lapped the side of the boat.
"I think we'd better bring Nicknack over this trip," said Grandpa Martin, when a second farm hand met him on shore and began to help load the boat for the second trip. "The sooner we get that goat over on the island, the better I'll feel."
"Why, you're not afraid of him, are you?" asked the hired man whose name was George.
"No. But I don't know how easy it's going to be to ferry him over. He may start some of his tricks. So we won't put much in the boat this time. We'll leave plenty of room for the goat and the cart."
"Oh, Nicknack will be good," declared Ted. "I know he will. Won't you, Nicknack?" and he put his arms around his pet. The goat had been driven down near the dock whence the boat started for Star Island.
"Well, unharness him and we'll get him on board," said the farmer.
"Then we'll see what happens next."