As the boat presently approached Ottman’s dock, both girls turned to gaze in that direction. Sara could be seen moving about on one of the floating platforms, retying several boats which banged at their moorings.
“Better tack,” Louise advised in a low tone. “We don’t want to get too close.”
Penny acted as if she had not heard. She made no move to bring the boat about.
“We’ll end up right at Ottman’s unless you’re careful,” Louise warned. “Or is that what you want to do?”
“I’m thinking about it.” Penny watched Sara with thoughtful eyes.
“Well, if you’ll deliberately go there again, I must say you enjoy being insulted!”
“I’d like to find out why Sara is angry at me. If it’s only a misunderstanding I want to clear it up.”
Louise shook her head sadly but offered no further protest as the boat held to its course. Not until the craft grated gently against one of the floats at Ottman’s did Sara seem to note the girls’ approach. Glancing up from her work, she stared at them, and then deliberately looked away.
“The air’s still chilly,” Penny remarked in an undertone. “Well, we’ll see.”
Making “Pop’s Worry” fast to a spar, she walked across the float to confront Sara.