Mollie and Amy, at last fully awake and almost as excited as Betty herself, sprang out of bed and rushed to the window to see for themselves the signals the distressed vessel was sending up.
CHAPTER XXV
JOY
What happened in the next hour the girls never afterward clearly remembered. In what seemed a nightmare, they found their clothes, and, after turning things wrong side out, getting the left shoe on the right foot, and various other mishaps calculated to wreck the most well-balanced nervous system, they finally succeeded in getting them on.
"Where shall we go?" Mollie gasped out, as, clad in oilskins, they rushed madly down the stairs.
"There's a farmhouse about a mile down the road," explained Grace, "and all the farm hands sleep on the premises. We can get them. And there's the life-saving station only a little way beyond. They may have seen the signals and be on their way already."
"All right—let's go," said Betty grimly, as she flung open the door.
A terrific gust of wind greeted her and sent her staggering back upon the other girls.
"It's even worse than I thought," she gasped, regaining her balance. "We will have to do some fighting to get there, girls."