They moved along the shore, peering into each cove on that side of the lake until twilight fell and it was no longer light enough to see into the shadows.
"It's my opinion that those girls will win the wager unless we do some hustling," declared Larry Goheen, when they had once more returned to their camp on the other side of the lake.
"Harriet Burrell is very clever," answered George.

"I wish we had gone ashore over there near where we last saw the 'Red Rover.' I'll tell you what we'll do.

We'll run over there to-morrow and make inquiries of the farmers nearby.

We ought at least to get some trace of them." The boat turned homeward after having encircled the island.

Harriet, as soon as the motor boat had passed on out of sight, hurried back to her companions.
"Girls! It's the boys," she cried.