“To-night,” answered the boy. “Why, ’twill be a greater adventure than any boy of this settlement ever had. If we make Boston, I may be made prisoner by the British,” and Amos looked as happy over the prospect as Anne did at the thought of finding her father.
“Mistress Stoddard will not be pleased,” cautioned Amanda.
“She did not greatly blame me before,” said Anne. “She knows I want much to see my father, and Uncle Enos does not want to go. If we sail safely there and home, it will save Uncle Enos trouble. He will not have to go himself.”
“Should we see Rose Freeman?” asked Amanda.
“It may be,” said Anne.
“I would like well to go, if we could see her,” Amanda said thoughtfully.
Amos was now full of plans for the trip. There would be a favoring tide at midnight, and he was sure they could sail out of the harbor and be well on their way by morning; and, giving the girls many cautions about being on the shore at the right time, he went happily off to look over the sloop “Peggy,” and to wonder what Jimmie Starkweather would say if he knew that he, Amos, was going to sail a boat straight up to Boston!