"Then do, for goodness sake, tell us what it is," demanded Mollie. "I'm
about played out."
"If we threw stones on the other side of the alligator--I mean across,
between him and the other shore--it might scare him over this way."
"Oh!" screamed Grace. "Don't you dare scare him over here!"
"I didn't mean right here," went on Amy. "I only meant farther in toward
this shore. Then he might run aground and we could wade out and get the
boat."
"Wade in the water that has an alligator in it!" cried Grace with a
shudder. "Never!"
"Well, it might be a good plan to try," spoke Betty. "I see what Amy
means. When we were little, and used to play with toy boats, if one
went out too far we used to throw stones in the water beyond it, and the
waves would sometimes send it ashore. Now, if we did that, the alligator
might think someone on the other bank was throwing things at him, and he
would come over here. It's worth trying."
"I am certain I can't throw straight," complained Grace.
"Oh, well, this isn't a ball game," said Mollie. "Any sort of throwing
will do for an alligator. Come on, now, all together.
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