sleep. Tired
nature could endure no more, and there they continued to lie and
slumber through the remaining hours of the night.

Break of day still found patrol parties running along the shore,
alternately searching the beach and gazing out to sea. An occasional
boat was sighted far out, but that was all. No signs of the missing
Meadow-Brook Girls had been found. Ever since the dawn, however, Crazy
Jane McCarthy had been taking account of the direction of the wind,
which was blowing across the bay to the right of their camp. She
decided to investigate that part of the coast on her own account,
going far beyond the farthest point that had been reached by any of
the patrols.

Suddenly Crazy Jane uttered a yell that should have been heard at the
camp, but was not. She had discovered the girls lying on the
beach--still locked in each other's arms.

Jane rushed to them, and, grabbing Tommy, began shaking her. Harriet
raised her heavy eyelids, sat up and rubbed her eyes. Tommy tried to
brush Jane aside.

"Fithh for breakfatht," she muttered.

"Oh, Jane, is it really you?" stammered Harriet, trying to keep from
lying back and again going to sleep.

"Oh, my stars, darlin's! And we thought all the time that you were
both drowned. Don't tell me a thing now. I'll go right back and get
some of the girls to help me get you back to camp."

"No, no; we can walk. There is nothing the matter with us except that
we are tired out. Tommy, Tommy, wake up! It is morning and we are safe
and dry. Think of it!"

"I--I don't want to think. I want to go to thleep."

Jane lifted and shook the little lisping girl until Tommy begged for
mercy, declaring that she would rather go to sleep than return to
camp. It required no little effort to get the girl to try to walk.
Harriet herself would have much preferred going back to sleep, but
after a time, with their arms about Tommy, they managed to get her
started, upon which they took up their weary trudge to the camp, more
than a mile away, stumbling along with Tommy, half asleep nearly every
minute of the time.

It was almost an hour later when a great shout arose from the camp as
the girls were discovered slowly approaching. There was a wild rush to
meet them. Every girl in camp, including the guardians, joined in the
rush to welcome the returning Meadow-Brook Girls.

CHAPTER X

SUMMONED TO THE COUNCIL

"They're saved! They're saved!" shouted fifty voices, their owners
almost