"About nine o'clock."
"Nine o'clock? Why, the sun is shining!"
"I mean nine o'clock Saturday morning."
"Great mackerels! Joe, you're joking?"
"No, I am not."
"Do you mean to tell me that I've been asleep from yesterday afternoon to this morning, eight o'clock?"
"That's about the size of it. I guess that fellow gave us all we could stand. If he had given us more maybe we shouldn't have woke up at all."
At this reply Fred gave a shiver. "Don't talk like that. It gives me icicles on the backbone. Now we are free, what are we to do?"
"Get home, just as fast as we can."
"That's easily said. We haven't any boat."