“Guess we’ll have to come to it,” Darry admitted. “Jess has got the right idea.”
“But suppose he gets cramp?”
“You’re proving the possession of a fine imagination,” said Burd. “All right, Darry. Who will be the sacrifice—you or I?”
“Wait a moment!” cried Jessie suddenly. “I hear something.”
They held their breath and listened. Amy was about to let loose a flood of questions, when the sound that had caught her chum’s attention was repeated.
“I hear it!” Amy cried.
“What is it?” demanded Burd.
Jessie pitched her voice high and sang out:
“This way! This way! We’re wrecked!”
“Is it really somebody shouting?” asked Darry.