"But how were we fooled?" asked Julia, also showing signs of keen disappointment.
"Don't you see we went in on the other side," explained Helen. "That's the pocket and just as I thought we were in the old hip pocket. Isn't that too mean!"
Eugenia and Mae were now made aware of the girls' eager expectations for a trip to that island, and when every one had finally been convinced that the trip had really been made without the least suspicion of its consummation, there seemed nothing to do but demand a good laugh from the odd occurrence.
All stood up to watch the very last speck of green, as Luna Land disappeared, and only the added interest and anxiety, consequent upon their delay, and the need to hasten back to the waiting home folks, tended to break the spell.
"To have actually been on that island!" repeated Grace, trying to realize it.
"And to have gathered signs there," put in Cleo. "Glad I took them along, although I did so unconsciously."
"We must have a troop meeting to-morrow," said Margaret. "This alters everything."
"I think it simply turns on the gasoline," remarked Grace. "Now, we know something about Looney Land."
Neal was leading in his new launch, and the Blowell followed as proudly as if nothing had occurred to spoil her trip. It was almost dark, but not quite, as the long summer evening stayed and over-stayed, to the benefit of the belated sailors.
"There's Leonore and Ben," sang out Grace, as they caught sight of the blue car waiting at the landing.