“And we didn’t really find out anything,” added Jack.
“No, but we will!” exclaimed Tom, with conviction. “I’m not going to give up so easily.”
“Hurray!” cheered Jack. “Never say die! Don’t give up the ship! Bravo, Tom!”
“And we’re all with you,” added Dick, who had never before participated in such exciting adventures.
They had slowed down to a walk now, and Jack felt the relief to his injured leg, which was not so nearly healed as he had hoped. There were no further sounds of pursuit, and they all breathed easier, even though they realized that the hermit would have no right to attack them, as they were on neutral ground.
“I wish we hadn’t eaten all our lunch!” sighed Dick, as they neared the place where they had tied their boat.
“I guess there is some left, in one of the lockers,” spoke Tom. “I brought along a little extra supply, for I thought we might be hungry on the way back.”
“Bless you for that my son,” exclaimed Jack, half tragically. “I, too, would fain pick a morsel.”
“It’ll be a mighty small morsel,” laughed Tom, “for I didn’t pack much.”