All the boys expected to do was to spend the
evening on board the Gem with the girls, but when they arrived, and
learned of the pageant, and Will met his club friend, the plans were
changed.
"Too bad Percy Falconer didn't come," remarked Grace, as she slipped
into her dressing gown.
"Don't spoil everything," begged Betty. "You know I detest him!"
Gradually the girls got breakfast, talking of the events of the night
before.
"I wonder when we will get our prize?" said Betty. "I am wild to see
it. I hope it's that oddly shaped cup we so admired when we looked at
the prizes."
It proved to be that one, the trophy being sent over to the dock where
the Gem was tied, by a special messenger. It was given the place of
honor in the cabin.
Will and his two chums went home rather late that day.
"Is father much worried about the missing papers?" asked Grace, as she
parted from her brother.
"He sure is. He's afraid the other side may spring something on him
any minute."
"You mean-- take some action to get the property?"
"Yes."
"It's too bad. But I don't see what we can do."
"Neither do I.
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