However, had the tide been at flood there would have been no other way--excepting by boat--to reach the cottage.

But the tide was out, and the narrowest portion of the creek, the stream connecting the cove with the ocean, was but knee deep.

Through the water splashed the substitute assistant and clambered up the bank beyond.
"Quick!" screamed the woman.

"They'll eat us alive!" "Who?
What ?" panted Brown.
"Wasps! They're in there! The room's full of 'em.

If there's one thing on earth I'm scart of, it's.