they leave
any message for us?"

"Yes," laughed the farmer's wife, keenly enjoying the puzzled look on
Baker's face. "The young lady left word that if you wanted to see them
you'd have to find them."

"That's the word, is it?" demanded George grimly, pulling his hat down
over his eyes. "The challenge is accepted, and we'll find them!"

"Not!" added Larry Goheen skeptically, when he heard of George's
confident answer.

CHAPTER XI

MARGERY MAKES A CUSTARD

"Oh, dear, but I jutht _do_ wonder what the boyth are going to do!"
lisped Tommy, as the motor boat started once more on its travels.

"There's nothing very uncertain, in their own minds," laughed Harriet.
"Just see how fast they're going. They've decided upon something."

"They're going back to their camp, but I've an idea they're going to
come over soon," guessed Hazel, "and make a regular search for us."

"Something of that sort," agreed Miss Elting.

"Well," said Jane sagely, "from their speed and the comfortable way
they're all sitting, I'm sure the boys are not doing any guessing about
their plans."

"No. They've pathed the guething over to uth," lisped Tommy sagely.

"Anyway," said Jane McCarthy, "if our friends can't find us, then our
enemies can't, either."

"I hadn't thought of that," Harriet nodded.

"I wish I knew what the boys' plan is. At any rate we must begin to
think of outwitting them a second time."

"How?" asked Hazel eagerly.

"Oh, I have the greatest scheme! That is, if they come back again,"
added Harriet. "We will just have those boys so mystified that they
won't know what they are doing."

"What do you propose to do?" asked Hazel.

"That is a dark secret. We won't even whisper it to the little birds
yet, lest they carry it to our friends the tramps. I have an idea that
our friends will be back here to-night. Just what they are going to do I
don't know, but I think they are going to spy on the farmhouse. I wish
they would come over to our Island of Delight. There are a number of
things we could do to puzzle them. And then--"

"And then the wise housekeeper forgot all about her supper," interrupted
Miss Elting, amid a chorus of laughter and many blushes from Harriet,
who, in the excitement of planning to get the better of George Baker and
his friends, had forgotten her household duties.

"Very good. I will confess that I have been dilatory. What do you girls
wish for supper?"

"The same old thing--the old stand