perplexed frown. "Girls! Get up! Come out and view the
scenery. I promise you it is well worth seeing this morning. Oh, Miss
Elting, do you know where you are?"
"Why--why, what does it mean?" gasped the girls who had hurriedly
tumbled out following Harriet's summons.
The guardian could scarcely believe her eyes. They were not in the cove
where the boat had been anchored the day before. The scenery on the
shore near them was strange and new.
"What does it mean, Harriet?" demanded the guardian.
"I think a fairy must have touched the world with her wand and changed
it into something else during the night," replied Harriet. "But don't
you know where you are, Miss Elting?"
"I do not. Do you?"
"I think I do."
"I know," piped Tommy. "We are on the water. I wath in it earlier thith
morning."
No one gave any heed to Tommy's pleasantry. They were too amazed and
perplexed to give thought to anything but the strangeness of their
surroundings.
"Then I will tell you," said Harriet, "We are on the other side of the
lake. Do you see that white house on the bluff across the lake? Well,
that is the farmhouse where we got our milk yesterday."
"But--but----" gasped Miss Elting.
"We are now where we wanted to be, across the lake near the beautiful
islands and the pretty wooded shores."
"But how did we get here?" finished Miss Elting.
"I don't know. I know only that we're here. Somehow we must have made a
mysterious journey across the lake during the night, or else the fairy
that I spoke of has turned the lake around in the night and left us
standing exactly as we were. But I can't think on an empty stomach.
Let's dress and get breakfast; then we will consider what has happened
to us. We are anchored all right, so there is no occasion for worry. The
weather is fine too. Our unknown enemy did us a good turn, this time, if
he only knew it. Come along, girls."
CHAPTER VIII
THE ISLAND OF DELIGHT
"It is the most mysterious thing I ever encountered," declared Miss
Elting at breakfast, after she had stepped to the window again to gaze
off over the lake to the cove--in the distance--where the "Red Rover"
had lain when they retired the night before.
None of the girls except Harriet and Jane had much appetite for
breakfast. They were too excited over the mysterious changing of their
position.
"What I cannot understand," continued the guardian, "is how we, who
pride ourselves on being woodsmen, traile
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