He came close to the boat and accepted the sandwiches and bottle which Bob held out. Then, making his way up the bank again, he was soon lost to sight in the shadows, while he called back a friendly “good-night.”
“I guess we can go home now,” spoke Jerry. “We’ve had adventures enough for one night.”
“Yes, and if I’m not mistaken this one will lead to others,” Ned put in.
“What do you mean?” asked Jerry, with sudden interest.
“Did you notice the tramp’s face?”
“Not particularly; why?”
“Well, you remember how much he looked as if he needed a shave when he came in the glare of the light as he stood on the barge?”
“I sure do.”
“Well, he didn’t look so when he took the sandwiches from Bob, did he?”