"You'll have me eating one of the oarlocks in a minute." Soon a faint chugging could be heard; it ceased, presumably at the Skybrow lawn, then started again.

Nearer and nearer it came until presently the racing boat of Dashway Speeder came to a stop alongside them.

Half a dozen girls and as many hungry male guests of the party were in it clamoring for news.
"This is terrible!" said Minerva.

"I never _dreamed_ of such a thing as this.

Why, he's _marooned_!" "I'm all safe," shouted Pee-wee, "don't you worry." "_Safe_! I should think he is," said Dora.