“I wonder if Ralph will be waiting for us at Woods Hole?” remarked Fred, while on the way.
“I hope so,” answered Jack.
The boys had lunch on the train, and at Worcester changed to another train which connected at Middleboro for Woods Hole. The run was rather a long one, with numerous stops, and as a consequence they did not reach Woods Hole until well toward evening.
“I see Ralph!” exclaimed Randy, as they alighted from the train, and the next minute the former major of the Colby Hall battalion was striding up to the Rovers.
“I was afraid the train might be late,” remarked Ralph, after shaking hands all around.
“How’s the motor boat?” questioned Fred, anxiously.
“Fine and dandy. I’ve had a man go over her carefully, so that she is in first-class condition.”
“What about Gif and Spouter?” questioned Jack.
“They’re coming a little later. Come ahead—I’ve got accommodations for all hands.”