all we can do now!” take it out of Pon & Co. said “We’ll sometime!” Bob. help us Vernon-Smith. “That won’t now!” grunted here, after a boat at the boathouse “Look let’s try above the bridge! We might----" tried there once, and found that the head “We’ve had warned them not to let us have said Bob. one.” in “Nothing that.” might get hold of one, and---" “We rot! not pinching exclaimed “Oh, We’re boats!” Bob. for Wharton to decide to “Anyhow, it’s what’s be get done! He’s skipper! Let’s off!” growled the Bounder. “Blow Wharton!” rats! Come “Oh on!” Bob Cherry anb Redwing and Nugent started walking down the path beside the river. The Bounder grunted angrily and followed them. They were soon out of the precincts of the town and following the grassy path between the Sark and the Popper Court woods. All of them were looking very serious. It was a hot afternoon, unduly hard to carry the rather heavy parcels that had been brought for the boat. Altogether, it was not a happy walk. The eyes were on the river as they went. Bounder’s There was a chance of spotting some man in a boat to give them a lift, and had Smithy sighted either a Greyfriars or a Highcliffe craft he was prepared to
all we can do now!” “We’ll take it out of Pon & Co. sometime!” said Bob. “That won’t help us now!” grunted Vernon-Smith. “Look here, let’s try after a boat at the boathouse above the bridge! We might----" “We’ve tried there once, and found that the head had warned them not to let us have one.” said Bob. “Nothing in that.” “We might get hold of one, and---" “Oh, rot! We’re not pinching boats!” exclaimed Bob. “Anyhow, it’s for Wharton to decide what’s to be done! He’s skipper! Let’s get off!” “Blow Wharton!” growled the Bounder. “Oh rats! Come on!” Bob Cherry anb Redwing and Nugent started walking down the path beside the river. The Bounder grunted angrily and followed them. They were soon out of the precincts of the town and following the grassy path between the Sark and the Popper Court woods. All of them were looking very serious. It was a hot afternoon, unduly hard to carry the rather heavy parcels that had been brought for the boat. Altogether, it was not a happy walk. The Bounder’s eyes were on the river as they went. There was a chance of spotting some man in a boat to give them a lift, and had Smithy sighted either a Greyfriars or a Highcliffe craft he was prepared to