If he goes ashore they may get lost, if he stays here we're _all_ lost." "True," said Billy.
"Absolutely correct," said Brownie.
"That's what you call an argument," said Roly Poly.
"It's a teckinality," said Nuts.
"Discoverer," said Townsend, "the patrol thinks that you are the proper one to escort our guests to the Edgemere trolley." "Isn't that perfectly _lovely_!" said one of the girls.
"If the woods should wander away while you're in them," said Townsend, "send up a smoke signal and we'll come and rescue you.

Don't hurry back, Discoverer; remember, these girls come first of all.

We'll tie the island to a tree and have a game of mumbly peg.

You'll find us here when you get back." "Well," said Townsend, after he had securely fastened the island to shore by a piece of rope, "let's make hay while the sun shines and get supper.

In an hour or so it may be too late.