"Good morning, Mayre," said a sweet voice.
Trot gave a start and looked around her in wonder.

Just beside her in the water were little eddies--circles within circles--such as are caused when anything sinks below the surface.

"Did--did you hear that, Cap'n Bill ?" she whispered solemnly.
Cap'n Bill did not answer.

He was staring with eyes that fairly bulged out at a place behind Trot's back, and he shook a little, as if trembling from cold.

Trot turned half around, and then she stared, too.