“I’m going to keep close to shore and go around the point if I can,” he said.
The children tore up the bank and over the hill to get back to the cave in time to see him coming. Limberleg was weaving
a berry basket out of strips of bark, when the children came racing into the cave. They were so excited they couldn’t keep still.
“What in the world is the matter with you?” cried Limberleg, at last. “You’ve been running to the edge of the bluff and back again ever since you came in. What are you looking at?”
“At that! at that!” shrieked Firetop, pointing down to the water.
There, coming close to the shore around the bend, was Hawk-Eye in the very first boat that was ever made—in that part of the world at least.
Limberleg was so astonished that she couldn’t speak. She dashed down the side of the bluff without stopping for the path, and the Twins came tumbling after her. Of course, Limberleg got there first. She always did. And when the Twins reached the water’s edge, she was already in the boat with Hawk-Eye. She was certainly a brave woman!
