More than the prospect of a good time, was the hope, unexpressed, that
they might see again that strange thing which Amy and Mollie had only
glimpsed the time before. Perhaps, they thought, if the mysterious
thing were faced in the open and in broad daylight, it might prove to
be no mystery at all but something ordinary and commonplace enough to
do away with all their vague and weird imaginings.
But in this expectation they were most completely disappointed.
Nothing at all unusual occurred and although they enjoyed their swim
in the warm back eddy of the pool, they came away disgruntled and with
a curious feeling that they had been cheated out of something.
"I only wish the boys would come," sighed Amy, as they turned in once
more at the lodge.
After that the "Thing" became almost like an obsession with them. They
must find out definitely what it was that was spoiling all their fun.
They began to haunt the river, especially at the foot of the falls, in
the hope of seeing something, anything that would put an end to their
curiosity and uneasiness.
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