“Mother! Mother!” called Jan, in a low voice, so as not to awaken her small brother.
“Yes, dear, what is it?” asked Mrs. Martin. She was a light sleeper, accustomed to being awakened many times in the night by her children.
“I think,” said Janet in a whisper, “somebody is running away with the Pine Tree.”
“Running away with the Pine Tree! Do you mean with this boat?” asked Mrs. Martin.
“Yes, Mother! We’re moving! Don’t you feel it?”
CHAPTER XXII
ON THE LAKE
Mrs. Martin sat up in her berth and listened. She could hear no sound except the gentle lapping of the water against the sides of the Pine Tree. There had been no motion when she went to sleep, for the river did not flow swiftly at this point. But something had awakened Janet.
“Don’t you feel it, Mother?” asked the little Curlytop girl. “Don’t you feel us moving?”
“Yes, I certainly do,” Mrs. Martin said, after sitting still for a few seconds. “We are certainly moving. I’ll call your father.”
“Do you think anything is going to happen?” asked Janet, greatly excited by this time.