“That will be dandy!” exclaimed Jimmy delightedly, and his feeling was mirrored on the faces of his companions.
“We’ll get in touch with our fathers and mothers as soon as we may, and I’m sure they’ll consent,” added Bob.
“I don’t see why they shouldn’t,” put in Joe. “It’s vacation time anyway, so that it won’t interfere with our school work.”
“At what time does your school term begin?” asked the captain.
“In about six weeks,” answered Herb.
“That will be just about the term of our voyage,” observed Captain Springer. “At the end of that time, we’ll be relieved by another vessel, and return to Halifax for fuel and supplies. So that just fits in nicely. By the way, do you boys know just where we are bound and what line of work this vessel is doing?”
“No one has told us,” replied Bob. “But remembering what you told us the last time you were at my home, I suppose your work is in the iceberg patrol.”
“Just that,” agreed the captain. “I was appointed to the command of this vessel shortly after I left Clintonia, and I assumed my duties at once.”
“The iceberg patrol!” exclaimed Joe, jubilantly. “Don’t you remember, fellows, how we were wishing, after the captain left Clintonia, that we could have a fling at that?”
“And how it seemed as though we might almost as well wish for the moon!” chimed in Jimmy.