The first week in August, Jean, who had acted as treasurer1 of the tent fund, announced that it had proved a solid financial success. Every tent was full and booked up to the middle of September. The girls from the Art School had persuaded two more batches2 to find the trail to Gilead, and Billie's boy friends had turned their tents into headquarters for the club they belonged to at school.
Jeff Saunders had used his car back and forth3 until Kit4 declared it made her think of the fox, goose and bag of corn story.
"Jeff skips down to Richmond and takes back a couple of boys, lays off himself for a couple of weeks, and lo, and behold5, the car comes back with three new ones, but I must say that they're the best behaved lot of boys I ever saw. You'd hardly know they were around at all, except for the twanging of ukuleles and guitars at night. And they certainly have kept us supplied with fish ever since they came. I think it's done Dad a world of good going away with them and kind of turning into a boy again. Stanley said the other day they were going out fishing all night just as soon as the bass6 were running."
Mrs. Gorham was setting the table for lunch and stopped at the last words, one hand on her ample hip7, and a look of anxiety in her eyes.
"They ain't calculatin' to fish over there beyond the dam, are they? That's where the Gaskell boy come near drowning a year ago, when his boat upset. It's just full of sunken snags for half a mile up the river above the island."
"I guess that's where they're going just the same. Billie Ellis thinks that he knows every foot of space on that upper lake and river just because he's poled around on it for years with that old leaky, flat-bottomed boat of his."
"Well, it's all right in the daytime," Mrs. Gorham rejoined, "but I wouldn't give two cents for their safety fishing for bass on a dark night among those snags."
It happened that the very next day Kit decided8 that it was high time to garner9 in the crabapple crop and start making jelly. The best trees around Greenacres were up on the old Cynthy Allen place. While the house had burned down the year before, still Cynthy's fruit trees were famous all over Gilead and Mr. Robbins had bought up the crop in advance from her. As Cynthy said rather pathetically when the money was placed in her hand:
"Land, Jerry, I never thought those old fruit trees would bring me a windfall just when I needed it most for taxes and such like."
It was only about a mile and a half to Cynthy's place from the crossroads, but Shad had taken Princess down to Nantic after grain, and Kit had no inclination10 to carry several pecks of crabapples in a sack along a dusty road. Doris and Helen were out with Madame Ormond on a wood hike, and Jean and her mother had been invited by Miss Emery to afternoon tea at her tent, so that Kit was left to her own devices.
She stood on the veranda11 irresolutely12, a couple of grain sacks thrown over her shoulder, and suddenly the sparkle of the river through the trees in the distance caught her eye. Certainly, that was the answer. She had not had a chance the whole summer to go out in the boat and bask13 in idleness. Always before this, Billie and she had chummed together through the summer months, and she knew Little River all the way from the Fort Ned Falls at the crossroads to where it slipped away in a shallow stream to the upper hills.
There were several old rowboats lying bottom side up on the shore above the falls. Kit selected the newest of the lot, a slender green boat that Billie had lately acquired, although she had never tried rowing anything but a flat-bottomed boat. It was the very first time also that she had been out in a boat alone, but this fact never daunted14 Kit. She rowed up the river with a firm level stroke, thoroughly15 enjoying herself and the novelty of solitude16. When she passed the island, Stanley was down on the little stretch of beach cleaning a mess of fish for supper. She sent him a hail across the water, and he held up a string of pickerel invitingly17. There had been a thunder-storm and a quick midsummer rain the early part of the afternoon, and the campers had been quick to take advantage of the fishing.
"I'll stop for them on my way back," Kit called. "Just going up after crabapples at the Allen place." She had swerved18 the boat towards the bank on the opposite side of the island, without looking behind her, when suddenly Stanley sprang to his feet, and shouted across the water:
"To the left, Kit—hard to the left, do you hear!"
Instead of obeying without question, Kit turned her head to see what on earth he was warning her against, and before she could stop herself the rowboat was caught in an eddy19 that formed a miniature maelstrom20 at this point, from a large sunken tree that fell nearly to midstream from the shore. The frail21 rowboat overturned like a crumpled22 leaf. Kit was bareheaded and it seemed to Stanley as long as he lived he would never forget the sight of her upturned face, as it slipped down into the dark, swirling23 water. She did not cry out, or even seem to make an attempt to swim, it all happened so suddenly. There was only the horrible, warm silence of the drowsy24, midsummer landscape, and the dancing, pitching rowboat, twirling around and around in circles.
It seemed an hour to him before he had plunged25 into the river, and swam across to the spot where she had disappeared. The gripping horror was that she hadn't come up at all. Even before he reached the spot where he had seen her go under, Stanley dove and swam under water with his eyes open. The river bottom was a mass of swaying vegetation and gnarled, sunken roots of old trees. It seemed for the moment like outreaching fingers clutching upward. He could see the black trunk of the tree, but there was no sign of Kit until he was fairly upon her, and then he found her, her dress and hair held fast on the bare branches.
Billie had been in the tent, getting the potatoes on for dinner, and otherwise performing his duties as assistant camp cook. He had heard Stanley's voice calling to some one, but had not taken the trouble to look out until he failed to find a favorite pot on its accustomed hook. Sticking his head out through the tent flap, he called down to the beach:
"Say, Stan, where's the granite26 pot with the long handle?" He listened for an answer but none came, and after a second call he started to investigate. The sudden complete disappearance27 of Stanley mystified him. Their boat lay in its accustomed place on the shore with the oars28 beside it, and there were the fish beside the cleaning board just as he had left them a moment ago.
"Well, I'll be jiggered," muttered Billie when there came a cry across the river—Stanley calling for help.
Billie could just see him swimming with one long overhand stroke, and holding up something on his other shoulder, but following scout29 law, he stopped not to meditate30, but pushed the boat off to the rescue.
There was no sign of life, at least to Billie's fear-struck eyes, in the limp, dripping figure which Stanley laid so tenderly in the bottom of the boat.
"Quit shaking like that, Bill," he ordered in husky sternness. "You row to the island as fast as you can."
On the way across he knelt beside her, applying first-aid methods, while Billie rowed blindly, trying to choke back the dry sobs31 that would rise in his throat, and the hot, boyish tears that blinded him every time he looked at Kit's face, and thought of the Mother Bird. It did not seem as if it could possibly be Kit, his dauntless, self-reliant pal32, lying there so white and still. When they reached the shore of the island, Stanley carried her in his arms to his own cot.
"Hadn't I better go for help?" Billie asked.
"There isn't time," Stanley answered, shortly. "Warm those blankets, get me the bottle of aromatic33 spirits of ammonia, and unlace her boots."
All the time he was talking, he worked over Kit as swiftly and tenderly as any nurse, but it seemed hours to Billie before there came at last a half-sobbing sigh from her lips, as the agonized34 lungs caught their first breath of air, and she opened her eyes.
Neither Stanley nor Billie spoke35 as she stared from one to the other in slow surprise, taking in the interior of the tent, and Stanley's dripping clothing, and then she said, the most comical thing at such a time:
"Billie, did I lose the crabapples, or haven't I gotten them yet?"
"So that's what you were after," Billie cried wrathfully, "poking36 up the river by yourself in that beastly little boat that turns over if you look at it, and you can swim about as well as a tree-toad. If it hadn't been for Stan here, you'd be absolutely drowned dead by now."
The color stole back into Kit's face. Perhaps if he had sympathized with her, she might have broken down, but as it was, she looked up into Stanley's eyes almost appealingly.
"I'm awfully37 sorry," she began, but Stanley stopped her with a laugh, as he rolled her up tighter in another blanket.
"I'm the doctor here, now," he said, "and you'll have to mind. I guess if I carry you, we can get you home somehow. The sooner you're in bed, the better."
Mrs. Robbins and the girls were just coming along the road when they beheld38 the startling procession coming up from the river bank, Stanley carrying the blanketed figure and Billie bringing up the rear. Not the buoyant, carefree Billie they were accustomed to see, a dejected, rather limp-looking figure, with his eyes still full of horror.
"Why, mother," Jean exclaimed, "some one's been hurt." But it seemed as though by some mysterious telepathy of love the news had already flashed on Mrs. Robbins' mind, and she hurried down the road to meet them.
"She's all right," called Stanley, cheerily. "Just took a dip in the river, Mrs. Robbins. If you'll go ahead, please, and get a bed ready, I'll bring her up."
Kit's eyes were closed. He had told her to put her arms around his neck so that he could carry her easier up the hill. Just as they got to the veranda steps he said, under his breath:
"Are you all right, Kit?"
She nodded her head slowly, and opened her eyes.
"Thank you for getting me out," she whispered, with a shyness absolutely new to the Kathleen of yore. "You don't know how I felt when I found myself caught down there, and couldn't get away. I thought that was just all."
"Bring her up-stairs, Stanley," called Jean. "Mother's telephoning to Dr. Gallup, but I suppose the danger's all past now. Kit, you big goose, what did you ever go in that boat alone for? The minute you're left alone, you're always up to something. Just like the day when she had you locked up in the corn-crib, Stanley."
Stanley smiled, a curious reminiscent smile, as he laid his burden down on the white bed by the window.
Probably only Kit heard his answer, for Jean had sped after hot ginger39 tea, and Helen and Doris were filling hot-water bottles, but Kit heard and smiled as he said:
"God bless the corn-crib."
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