Betty little realized how her boast was to be recalled to her under strange circumstances.
The outdoor girls sat down to rest on the old boat, and talked of many things. The impression caused by the old woman's invitation soon wore off. Then they started back, for they wanted to get their morning bath before luncheon.
"Oh, some one is here!" exclaimed Betty, as they saw an auto standing on the graveled drive of the cottage. "I wonder who it can be?"
"You father or Will wouldn't be back so soon; would they?" asked Amy.
"No, it must be——"
A voice interrupted Betty.
"Ah, I dare say I shall find them! I will keep along the beach. Charming weather, isn't it? Ah, yes, really!"
"Percy Falconer!" said Grace. "Catch me, somebody!"
"Hush! He'll hear you!" cautioned Betty, and a moment later the "johnny" of Deepdale, attired in the latest fashion in motoring togs, came out on the porch, followed quickly by Mrs. Nelson.
"Oh, here are the girls now!" said Betty's mother.