"There's nothing we would like better," Conway assured him heartily. "And I don't think it will be crazy, either, from the way you fellows demonstrated your swimming ability the other day."
"Oh, it would be all right if we fellows could be in it alone," said Roy, wickedly. "But, you see, the girls have a mistaken idea they can swim, too, and so, just to encourage them, we have let them in on it."
"Let them in on it, indeed!" sniffed Betty. "If I remember correctly, we were the first to propose the race. That doesn't look as if we were particularly afraid of getting beaten."
"Sheer nerve, that's all," said Frank, snapping his fingers with an air of superiority.
"We don't need to talk," said Mollie; "we will show you what we can do."
"All right, we're from Missouri," Will announced, cheerily. "All we want is to be shown."
By this time they were well on their way to the bungalow, and now the subject of the cave was overshadowed by the excitement of the approaching race.
As the young people neared "The Shadows" their excitement grew, and when at last they reached the house the girls fairly flew up the stairs, dragging Anita with them, Conway going with the boys, of course.
"Don't you want a suit?" Betty inquired of her visitor, pausing in the act of slipping her skirt over her head. "I brought an old one in case of emergency that I think would fit you."
Anita shook her head. "Thanks just the same," she said. "But the doctor says I mustn't think of swimming for some time."