Tavia made a more frantic search among the things on the dresser. She opened and shut drawers rapidly. Dorothy watched her chum curiously.
Suddenly, as Tavia paused, rather disheveled and warm, there sounded a footstep out in the corridor. It seemed to pause at the door.
“Listen!” whispered Dorothy.
Tavia tiptoed to the portal.
CHAPTER X
AN UPSET CANOE
After a moment of silence—a tense moment—the footsteps passed on again. The two chums looked at each other.
“Who could it have been?” whispered Dorothy.
“Give it up,” replied Tavia, recklessly. “None of our friends, or they would have come in.”
Softly she opened the door and peered out.