“I won’t! I won’t!” repeated Amy, with decision.
“We’ll leave her here and swim ashore and get a boat,” suggested the wicked Burd.
“You dare!” cried Amy. “Now you’ve got me all worked up. I—I won’t be able to sleep all night.”
At that the others burst into laughter, in which Amy joined.
“You sure won’t sleep here on this log,” said her brother. “That’s a cinch. Come on, Sis; brace up. We are in no immediate danger——”
And just then the log rolled and the girls screamed again. Amy sputtered some more.
“I’m wet to my knees! My slippers are ruined! Isn’t this awful, Jess Norwood?”
“It is not half as bad as though turtles were nibbling at our toes,” said her chum.
“Oh!”
“One of the boys might swim ashore for help,” pursued Jessie.