“Well, let’s get busy with the pump,” Jack said. “It’s too nice to be hanging around the float.”
The Pet was soon in as good condition as hasty work could make her, and on the arrival of the girls the whole party went out for a spin, though they were a bit crowded. Cora was at the wheel, a position her right to which none disputed.
“I don’t know these waters around here,” she admitted, “but Rosalie said there was a good depth nearly all over the Cove, even at low tide.”
“Rosalie being the mermaid?” asked Norton. “I should like to meet her.”
“I have asked her over to the bungalow,” went on Cora. “But I warn you that she is a very sensible girl.”
“Meaning that I am not?” challenged Norton.
“Not a girl–certainly,” observed Jack.
“Not sensible!” exclaimed Norton.
“Don’t give them an opening, boy,” cautioned Ed. “You don’t know these girls as I do.”