“It wasn’t so very queer—just a noise,” declared Cora.
“Was it just a noise?” asked Belle, suspiciously.
“I don’t know—was it—or—wasn’t it?” Cora questioned.
“I guess we’ll have to let it go that way,” Belle decided. “Here come the boys. Shall we tell them?”
“No—that is, not directly. I’ll see if I can’t find out in an indirect way.”
“All right, I’ll leave it to you.”
After some general talk when the boys had come in, Cora brought the subject around to the waterfall.
“Have you boys gotten used to the noise of it yet?” she asked. “You’re nearer to it than we are. Does it keep you awake now?”
“Can’t anything keep me awake,” yawned Jack. “I don’t get half enough sleep as it is.”
“You certainly slept soundly last night,” said Walter.