Almost automatically, she wrenched the wheel around, nearly capsizing
the boat with the sudden turn. At almost the same second, as though
the thing had been prearranged, the boys in the racing craft swung
around in the opposite direction.
A slight scraping as the side of the Gem slid along the side of the
nearer of the racing craft, and they were safe, with no harm done with
the exception of a little paint scraped from the side of the boat.
It was a moment before the girls could realize what had happened to
them. Then a voice hailed them from the boat alongside. In a glance
the girls perceived that the voice belonged to no other than Percy
Falconer himself.
"Hello," called Percy, adding boisterously as he recognized the girls:
"Well, by all that's holy, if it isn't the Outdoor Girls! Thought you
never came over to this side of the river."
"We don't," Betty answered, the hand that still gripped the wheel
shaking nervously now that the danger was over. "And I don't believe
we ever will again, either!"
"I say, your teeth are chattering," cried Percy, looking at Betty in
open admiration.
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