A second later she bobbed up, shaking her
head to rid her eyes of water.
"That was lovely!" cried Grace.
"Did I splash much?"
"Not at all."
"It's real deep there," said Mollie. "Some day I'm going to try to
touch bottom."
The girls splashed about, refreshing themselves after the race. Then
came calm evening, when they sat on deck and ate supper prepared by
Aunt Kate.
"Now you girls just sit right still and enjoy yourselves," she told
them, when they insisted on helping. "You don't win motor boat races
every day, and you're entitled to a banquet."
That night there was another informal dance at the Yacht Club, and the
girls had a splendid time. Mr. Stone and Mr. Kennedy exerted
themselves to see that our friends did not lack for partners, and
Grace was rather ashamed of the suspicions she had entertained
concerning the twain.
The carnival came to an end with a series of water sports. There were
swimming races for ladies, and Mollie won one of these, but her chums
were less fortunate. The carnival had been a great success and many
congratulations were showered on Messrs. Stone and Kennedy for their
part in it.
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