Stone,
admiringly.
Cheers from those in surrounding boats seemed to emphasize this
sentiment. There was now no danger to the Yacht Club boathouse.
A little later, when the flames in the hay were at their height, the
piece of iron was dropped overboard from the Gem. This, with the rope
and the kedge anchor, served to hold the barge in place. There it
could burn without doing any harm.
Soon the fire began to die down, and a little later it was but a
smouldering mass, not even interesting as a spectacle. Betty Nelson's
plan had worked well, and later she received the thanks of the Yacht
Club, she and her chums being elected honorary life members in
recognition of the service they had rendered.
Summer days passed-- delicious, lazy summer days-- during which the
girls motored, canoed or rowed as they fancied, went on picnics in the
woods, or on some of the islands of Rainbow Lake, or took long walks.
Mr. Stone and Mr. Kennedy, sometimes one, often both, went with the
girls. Occasionally Will and his friends ran out for a day or two,
taking cruises with Betty, and her chums.
Aunt Kate remained as chaperone, others who had been invited finding
it impossible to come.
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