The boys won't look for us, here, either." "Well, here is the creek, at any rate," exclaimed Harriet, swinging the bow of the boat in as she spoke.

"And oh, Jane! Look!" A smooth sheet of dark water was revealed to the eyes of the girls.

It was shimmering in the deep shadow of the foliage under which it flowed until it became lost in the shadows of foliage and rocks.

Harriet drove her boat in without the least hesitancy.

She saw by glancing above her head that there were no heavy limbs of trees hanging over the little waterway.