17-THE DIRTY ROTTEN RODENT

THE DIRTY ROTTEN RODENT The two rodents weren't moving. Probably because they were too busy watching our every move. It was giving me the creeps. Thea pointed to the surface. I nodded OK. It was time to go. We'd have to come back for the treasure chest. Of course, we had to swim up very slowly. Did you know that's an important rule in scuba diving? As we swam, I glanced back. The two rodents were still following us! When we finally reached the surface, I was shivering. No, I wasn't shivering from the cold. I was shivering with fear! Benjamin and Aunt Sweetfur stared down

at us with worried expressions. "Everything is all right!" I squeaked. No sense getting their tails in a twist just because mine was tied up in knots. But as we pulled ourselves on board, I realized something else was wrong. Another boat was anchored right beside ours. I took

off my mask so I could read the name. It was called The Dirty Rotten Rodent. Two seconds later, the creepy mice who had been following us climbed aboard our ship.