The girls had not taken time to put on sweaters or jackets. Teeth chattering, they crept back into the cottage and into their beds. They had lost all interest in lifeguards and turtles.
Vevi was awakened next morning by the clatter of an alarm clock.
She rubbed her eyes drowsily. Then realizing that it was six o’clock, she leaped out of bed.
“Time to get up!” she aroused Connie, giving her a hard shake. “We want to beat the girls at Oriole Cottage. If we don’t hurry, we’ll be late for the motorboat ride.”
Connie mumbled drowsily and burrowed deeper into the covers. Vevi jerked them off.
“Get up, sleepy head!” she ordered. “We want to be the first to get to the wharf.”
As Vevi gave her another hard shake, Connie really came awake. She leaped out of bed and dressed so fast she was ahead of everyone.
For a while all was hubbub in the cottage as the girls from Oriole Cottage began to arrive. Connie and Vevi though, were the first to get their beds made and have their room straightened.
“We’ll go on ahead to the wharf,” Vevi told Miss Gordon.
“Isn’t it rather early?” asked the teacher. “Mrs. Allison doesn’t plan to leave the dock before seven-thirty.”