Maguire, and then the remains of the food,
and the coffee outfit, having been stowed away, Paul and Russ took the
oars, and once more the refugees were under way.
As nearly as possible, allowing for the twists and turns of the stream,
the course was in the direction Russ and Paul had agreed upon as being
the best. From time to time, as they rowed on, they paused to listen for
any hails which would probably be given by the searching party from the
steamer.
"For of course daddy will start out after us," said Ruth. "Poor daddy!"
"I guess there's no doubt of that," agreed Russ. "The only trouble is
they won't know where to look for us."
"Wouldn't they go first to the place where we took the picnic films?"
asked Alice.
"I suppose so, yes; but when we came away from there we left no trail
they could follow. So it will be sort of hit or miss with them, as it
will be with us."
"We ought to fire the gun once in a while," suggested Mrs. Maguire.
"That's what all lost persons do."
"Good idea!" commented Russ. "I should have done it before. And they will
probably fire to attract our attention, for there are several guns
aboard the steamer."
They now made up a definite program, to the effect that they would stop
every half-hour to listen for possible shouts and shots and would also
shout and fire in their turn.
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