"Get up! _Get up_!" shouted Pee-wee, all excitement. "Aren't you
going to get up?"
"Positively," said Townsend, dragging himself to his feet.
"Shh!" said Pee-wee, "let's surprise them."
"You're the only one that's making any noise," said Townsend.
"I mean myself, too," said Pee-wee. "Shhhh."
"He's telling himself to keep still," Brownie, unable to control his
laughter.
"I mean all of us--me too," said Pee-wee. "Shh."
It was during the long and rather difficult process of poling the
island to shore that Pee-wee, unable to impose more than comparative
quiet upon himself, edified his companions with an account of his
recent adventure in Barrel Alley.
And it was his seemingly ominous mention of "cops" and fugitives which
Minerva Skybrow and her friends, lingering at the little refreshment
tent near the river, overheard. At that moment the desert island was
bobbing against the thick rhododendron bushes at the edge of the lawn.
CHAPTER XIX
THE EARTHLY PARADISE
"I don't care who it is or what it is," said Dora Dane Daring; "I'm not
afraid of the biggest bandit that ever lived. I'm going to find out
what those men are doing lurking about here."
Without another word she strode forward, parted the rhododendron
bushes, and confronted the marauders.
"Well, I--_never_--in--_all_ my _life_," she cried. "It's little
Walter Harris! What on _earth_ are you doing here?"
"I discovered this island," said Pee-wee; "we're exploring it.
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