Then they drew aside by themselves and talked in low tones.
CHAPTER III
BACK TO THE YACHT.
If Frank had accepted, he and his friends would have been taken care of at the best hotel at Belfast without finding it necessary to pay a cent for accommodations. The Belfast Wheelmen assured him that the city was his. He could take what he wanted, and they would settle the bill.
But Frank explained that the accommodations on board the White Wings were sufficient and he preferred staying on board, as he could watch his yacht. He did not wish to take chances of losing it, and it was possible Flynn might make another desperate attempt to take it.
He was invited to accompany the club on an evening run to Northport, and accepted. They told him to bring along any of his friends who wished to go, saying wheels would be furnished for all.
When he left the club he was forced to pass through the throng outside the door. As he appeared, a voice exclaimed:
“There he is!”
Then there was considerable pushing, and a small boy shouted:
“Hooray fer Frank Merriwell! He’s a jim-hickey!”