He was
almost certain that the concert would be over before they arrived. At
last they were there, and the steamer's guard had scarcely touched the
wharf, as he and Phil leaped ashore. Then they scurried down the road,
leaving Mr. Dexter far behind. They were well aware that they had no
time to go home for their scout suits, and this was a great
disappointment. As they came in sight of the Anchorage they saw many
people moving about the grounds. Rod waited to speak to no one, but
hurried at once into Whyn's room. The girl greeted him with a cry of
joy.
"Oh, Rod!" she exclaimed; "I am so glad you are back. Captain Josh is
in a terrible state of worry."
She was sitting by the open window where she could see all that was
going on outside. It was a beautiful evening, and the sun of the long
summer day was still high above the horizon.
"How is everything going, Whyn?" Rod breathlessly enquired, as he wiped
his hot face with his small handkerchief.
"Great," was the reply. "That is, so far. And only think, Rod, Miss
Arabella has been here all day helping Mrs. Britt. She is a wonder.
She is selling refreshments now."
"Is grandad here?" Rod asked.
"Yes, and everybody else, I guess.
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