There was no response, and the figure disappeared noiselessly into the night. Then a white-clad figure appeared at the edge of the boat, and the doctor’s voice said:
“Dick! Chub! Are you there?”
“Yes, sir,” answered Chub, scrambling aboard. “What’s up?”
“Harry had a fright,” replied the doctor, calmly. “I fancy she was only dreaming, but she says she awoke and saw some one at her window on the other side of the boat. But I heard no one until you came.”
“I did,” answered Chub, looking regretfully back. “I ran into some one just before you called. I asked who it was, and got no answer.”
By that time Dick and Roy, who had hastily put on some clothes, though still half asleep, had joined them, questioning excitedly.
“Let’s get something on and have a look around,” suggested Roy when the doctor had told his story again. So they hurried back to the tent and drew on coats and trousers, while the doctor returned to Harry again.
When they returned to the boat, Harry had joined the doctor in the forward cabin. She had
