They sat in silence for a time, and then Judy said:
"I hope they are not worrying at home."
"Gee—they will be scared, when they wake up in the morning and find you gone," said Tommy, consolingly.
"I left a note for Anne in the library, telling her where I had gone—but I thought I would get back before she found it," said Judy—"poor little Anne."
"I think it is poor Tommy and poor Judy," said the cause of all the trouble.
"But we deserve it and Anne doesn't. And that's the difference," said
Judy, wisely.
"Aw—don't preach."
"Couldn't if I tried," and Judy clasped her hands around her knees and gazed out on the dark waters, and again there was a long silence.
"Well, what are we going to do?" demanded Tommy as the night wind blew cold against his wet garments and made him shiver.
"Do?"