"
"Fine, that will be just the thing to cast! Where is it?"
"In the same locker with the rope. Uncle insisted that I carry it,
though we've never used it."
"Well, it will come in mighty handy now," declared Mr. Kennedy, as he
prepared to assist his chum. "You girls had better get in the cabin,"
he added, "for there is no telling when the wind may shift, and blow
sparks on your dresses. They're too nice to have holes burned in
them," and he gazed, not without proper admiration, at Betty and her
chums. Even in this hour of stress and no little danger he could do
that.
"We'll put on our raincoats," suggested Mollie. "The little sparks
from the hay won't burn them. Or, if they do, we can have a pail of
water ready."
"That's a good idea," commented Mr. Stone, who was making the kedge
anchor fast to the long rope. "Have several pails ready if you can. No
telling when the sparks may come aboard too fast for us."
"And we have fire extinguishers, too," said Betty. "Grace, you know
where they are in the cabin. Get them out."
"And I'll draw the water," said Mr. Kennedy.
"I can help at that," added Aunt Kate, bravely.
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