Suddenly there was a grinding sound, the boat heeled over to one side,
and came to a stop.
"The rocks!" cried Rose. "We're on the rocks!"
"Reverse!" yelled Ned, and Jerry did so, as quick as a flash, but it
was too late.
"We're aground," he announced grimly.
"Will we sink?" asked Olivia in alarm.
"I guess there's no danger of that," announced Jerry, as he went
forward, "but I hope we haven't stove a hole in her," he added,
peering anxiously over the side.
"How about it?" asked Ned.
"Well, it might be worse," answered Jerry. "We have run right on the
cleft of a rock, and we're held there. Can't get off until high tide,
I suppose. Say, we seem to be up against it on our first trip."
"Oh, as long as we're not sinking we're all right," said Olivia. "We
can wade ashore. It's not far."
"Yes, it's quite a way, and I don't want to spoil my shoes," objected
Nellie. "We should have brought our bathing suits. Oh, dear! Isn't it
unfortunate? I'm afraid father will be worried about us."
"One of us will wade or swim ashore, and tell him," said Ned. "We can
easily do it."
"Boat ahoy!" suddenly called a voice out of the mist. "Who are you?"
"The Ripper," answered Jerry. "Who are you?"
A moment later a rowboat appeared from behind the white curtain of
fog, and the boys and girls saw. that Mr. Carson Blowitz was in the
craft.
"Well! Well!" he exclaimed. "You're in trouble, aren't you?-- and I'm
just in time to effect a rescue," and he smiled at the boat load of
boys and girls.
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