“We’ve been saving the boat,” said Jerry coolly. “What happened to you?”
And then it developed that they had forgotten all about Andy in the excitement. His room was farther down the corridor, and they had not remembered to call him.
“Huh!” exclaimed Andy, when explanations were made. “You might have called me!”
“There was excitement enough without you,” spoke Ned drily.
There was little more sleep for our friends that night, though they dozed fitfully. A careful examination in the morning showed no damage to the Scud, beyond a little paint scratched from her bow.
“That won’t delay us,” decided Jerry. Their baggage and stores were put aboard, a goodly supply of provisions was laid in, and, steaming up past the burned lumber yard, our friends were soon on their way by boat to locate Professor Snodgrass.
[CHAPTER XX]
STUCK
“Well, this is something like living!”