that it was very hard to follow them, to keep the two apart.
"Oh, for a pair of field-glasses!" Rob cried. "Do you think they can get us?"
"If we can get them, they can," Peanut answered. "Here goes!"
"Woman hurt, bring help, Gulf Side," he signaled, very slowly.
They both watched, breathless, for the answer, but it was impossible to make out whether they were understood or not.
"Here, you take one flag, and stand up here; you're taller," Peanut said, jumping off the rock. "I'll stand below you. That'll separate the two more. Now, again!"
Very slowly, holding each letter a long time, and running a few steps to left or right with their flags, they signaled once more, the same message.
This time they saw the answering flags change position. "Good old Lou, he's done the same trick," Peanut cried. "Look, I can read it now!"
"I can't," said Rob.
"Well, I canG-o-t-y-o-u! Got you!" Peanut shouted. "They'll be here! How long will it take 'em?"
"Oh, half an hour, I should say," Rob answered. "Come back, now. Maybe the woman has fainted again."
