And then what a shout went up!
"Our shoes, and boots, and slippers!"
"Where in the world did this come from!"
"Say, I thought my shoes were gone for good!"
"Are they all here?"
"I guess so. Let us sort 'em out and see."
Hastily the box was turned over, and the contents dumped on the floor. Then began a general sorting out, lasting for several minutes.
"One of my gym. shoes is missing," announced Phil.
"Perhaps one of the other fellows has it," suggested Dave, and the shipowner's son started a fresh search. But it was of no avail. Every shoe, slipper, and boot that had been taken had been returned excepting one of Phil's foot coverings.
"Well, I don't care much," said Phil. "These shoes were about worn out, anyway."