"Yes."
"How big, dear? Can the boys come?"
"Of course. There are fourteen rooms. It is a big place. We will shut up the house here and send down most of the serving people ahead. We shall have at least one good month of salt air."
"Hooray!" cried Amy, swinging her paddle recklessly. "And I've got just the most scrumptious idea, Jess. I'll tell you——"
But something unexpected happened just then that quite drove out of Amy Drew's mind the idea she had to impart to her chum. She brought the paddle she had waved down with an awful smack on the water. The spray spattered all about. Jessie flung herself back to escape some of the in-wash, and by so doing her gaze struck upon something on the surface of the lake, far ahead.
"Oh! Oh!" she shrieked. "What is that, Amy? Somebody is drowning!"
INTO TROUBLE AND OUT