“Now I guess we’re all fixed,” announced Gif. “I’m glad it was no worse,” he added, with a sigh of relief.
“They certainly gave us enough work to do,” grumbled Fred.
“But not as much as it might have been,” answered Jack. “If Flanders, Sands and Halliday were in this they must certainly have been held back by some of the other Longley boys. Otherwise they would have smashed up stuff and scattered it in all directions.”
“Maybe Jeff came over with ’em!” cried Andy suddenly.
“Possibly. But I think this is only the boys’ trick.”
The six lads were taking it easy that day after supper when they discerned a motor-boat coming up the lake in their direction. As the craft came closer several persons in the boat stood up and waved their hands frantically.
“Hello! who can that be?” cried Jack, leaping to his feet. And then he ran down to the dock, followed by the others.
As the motor-boat came closer there was a cry from across the water.
“Colby Hall, ahoy!”