CHAPTER VI.
The rain, which I expected would follow the squall, did not come until late that night, and it was still falling heavily the next morning.
It was a warm rain, however, and, after breakfast, I walked up to the village.

I said nothing, even to Mother, about the happenings in the bay, and Dorinda, who had asked many sarcastic questions concerning the state of my blue trousers--if I had "mistook 'em for a bathin' suit" and the like--seemed satisfied with my hurried explanation that I had gotten overboard.

"Though how you fell in feet fust," she observed, "I don't see." She had mended my brown pair, sitting up until after two to do so.
Lute informed me that he had been up to the post-office.

"Everybody's talkin' about them Coltons," he declared.

"I see their automobile last night, myself.