This time it crept along still closer to the Island of Delight.

The girls, who were watching it, crouched low, almost flattening themselves on the ground in their efforts to avoid discovery.

The boys, at one time, seemed to be gazing right at them.
Yet even with this keen study of the shores of the island the Tramp Club boys passed by the entrance to the anchorage of the "Red Rover" without having discovered the little inlet.
"I'm going over there to find out what they found out," cried Harriet.
"Who is going along?
Tommy, I'll take you, Hazel and Margery this time if you wish to go.

You haven't been out with me at all." The four got into the small boat and rowed across the water to the same landing where less than half an hour before the boys' boat had been tied up.

What Harriet learned at the farmhouse, filled her with delight.
"The boys know we are all right now.