"Great," said Roy. "It shows the good that comes out of breaking the law. If we hadn't chopped up the stanchions——"
"Oh, crinkums, look at this!" interrupted Pee-wee. He was handling the colored bow lamp.
"And here's the compass, and here's the whistle, and here's the fog-bell," said the girl, unloading her burden with a sigh of relief. "And here's the flag for the stern and here—look—I made this all by myself and sat up till eleven o'clock to do it—see!"
She unfolded a cheese-cloth pennant with the name Good Turn sewed upon it. "You have to fly this at the bow in memory of your getting my bird for me," she said.
"We'll fly it at the bow in memory of what you and your father have done for us," said Tom.
"And here's some fruit, and here's some salmon, and here's some pickled something or other—I got them all out of the pantry and they weigh a ton!"
There was no time for talking if the boat was to be got to the river before dark, and the boys fell to with the men while the girl looked about the cabin with exclamations of surprise.
"Isn't it perfectly lovely," she called to Tom, who was outside encircling the hull with a double line of heavy rope, under the men's direction. "I never saw anything so cute and wasn't it a fine idea giving it to you!"
"Bully," said Tom.
"It was just going to ruin here," she said, "and it was a shame."