“I noticed you doing your hair up more elaborately than usual,” remarked Belle, with a glance at her sister.
“Oh, well, no wonder. It looked frightful–all wet as it was.”
“Vain creatures–all of us,” murmured Cora.
“Then the boys won’t be out for some time,” suggested Eline.
“I think not,” answered Jack’s sister. “I wonder what has become of all the shipwrecked people?”
“A good many of them went on to New York last night,” said Belle. “I met Rosalie early this morning and she said only two of the women were over at her place now. How did so many women, and those girls, come to be on the schooner?”
“It was a sort of excursion party,” explained Cora. “The schooner had an auxiliary gasoline engine. The company that owns it does a small freight business, and also takes passengers who like to go for a cruise. It seems that a party was made up, and tickets sold. Quite a number of women and girls, as well as some men, went along.”
“I guess they are sorry they did,” said Belle. “Oh, the dreadful sea. I’m never going in bathing again.”
“Oh, it’s safe in Sandy Point Cove,” exclaimed Eline.
“I wonder what happened to the missing girl?” asked Bess.