sile falling on the broad and scaly back of the reptile.
"Oh—oh!" cried Grace. "Now you have done it, Bet!"
They all looked and waited. Nothing happened. The alligator merely moved his tail slightly and did not open his eyes.
"Well, I don't see that I did very much," said Betty calmly. "I'm going to try again."
"Don't!" begged Grace. "They may come for us!"
At that moment Amy, who had gone back a little way toward the far end of the spit of land, uttered a cry.
"What is it?" cried Mollie. "Is there another alligator there?"
"No, but I have found a way to get off, and back to the shore without going near those creatures. See! here is a sand bar curving from the side here, right around to that other point of land. You can see bottom all the way to shore. It isn't more than a few inches deep, and we can wade."
They all ran to where Amy stood, forgetting for the time being the alligators that held them prisoners.
"That's so'! It can be done!" cried Betty, taking in at a glance Amy's plan. "We can
