Part 20 (1/2)
”No, I have some, thank you,” and he showed a small roll of bills. ”He gave it to me,” and he seemed to indicate, by a nod, someone farther up the stream.
”Then do you think you will be all right?” asked Mollie. Amy and Grace had taken no part in the talk. They seemed to be content to look at the strange youth who had rendered the outdoor girls such a service.
”Oh, yes, I'll be all right,” was the answer, but the ragged youth looked about him apprehensively. ”I must be getting on now, after help--for him. Don't say you saw me--don't tell them anything about me.”
”We won't,” promised Betty. ”You may rely on us.”
”Thank you--good-bye!” He stepped into his skiff and quickly poled out from sh.o.r.e, dropping down with the current. The girls gazed after him for a moment. Strangely had he come into their lives, and as strangely gone out, without revealing his ident.i.ty. And he had done them such a service, too.
”Well, we have our boat back,” remarked Betty, with a sigh of thankfulness. ”I wonder what possessed that sea cow to swim off with it?”
”Probably it was only an accident,” said Mollie. ”Well, we certainly have had a day of it. Now let's get back before anything else happens.
Gracious, how swiftly he is poling along!”
She pointed to the youth, who was almost out of sight at a bend in the river.
”He wants to get away from those who are after him,” observed Grace. ”I wonder if he is a desperate criminal?”
”He didn't look at all like a criminal,” spoke Amy. ”I think he had a nice face.”
”He wasn't bad looking,” admitted Betty. ”Poor fellow, he was very nervous, though.”
”And no wonder--meeting four girls at once!” laughed Mollie.
”What shall we do if we meet those men who are after him?” asked Grace.
”I shall be so frightened!”
”We won't meet them!” declared Betty. ”If we do we need not speak to them. But if they insist we can say truthfully that we don't know who that young fellow was, nor where he went.”
”He's out of sight now, at all events,” spoke Amy. ”I wonder whom he is going to get help for? I wish he had told us more.”
”I don't,” answered Betty, promptly. ”The less we know the less we can tell if any men question us. Now let's get aboard and get back. No more manatees for me!”
The _Gem_ was none the worse for her queer tow, and soon, with the girls aboard, was dropping down stream again. The strange youth was not in sight, even when the turn of the river was made, but he may have poled off into one of the many little bayous, or tributary streams, that joined the main one.
”I'm glad he's out of sight,” murmured Grace. ”If those men should come after him----”
She stopped suddenly, and stared ahead. There, coming around a turn in the river, was a small motor boat containing two men, who, at the sight of the _Gem_, headed directly for her, at the same time indicating by gestures that they wished to speak to those aboard.
CHAPTER XVI
SUSPICIOUS CHARACTERS
”What shall we do?” whispered Grace, glancing at Betty, who stood at the wheel, seemingly as calm and unperturbed as though she had the _Gem_ out for a little run on Rainbow Lake. ”Oh, what shall we do?”
”Do?” echoed Mollie. ”Wait until there's something to be done, of course.”
”But those men--they are heading right for us, and we don't know them!”