For a time no alligators were seen, though Bunny looked eagerly for them. I can not say that Sue looked as eagerly as did her brother. Perhaps she wished that no alligators would be found.
But, all of a sudden, as they were walking along Sue grasped Bunny by the arm and exclaimed:
"Look!"
"Where?" whispered Bunny, for he was filled with excitement.
"Right over by that stone!" and Sue pointed ahead a little way and down the island shore. "Isn't that an alligator?" she asked.
Bunny looked long and carefully. Then he showed much disappointment as he answered:
"No, that isn't an alligator, Sue. It's just an old floating log, like the one we pegged stones at the other day. It isn't an alligator at all."
She was glad of it, but she did not say so.
"It looked like an alligator, anyhow," she remarked.
"Yes," agreed Bunny, as he tossed a stone near the black object, hitting it and thus making sure it was not alive. "It did look like an alligator. But we'll find some—come on."