“No, and I doubt if they ever do catch them,” responded Mrs. Upton.
CHAPTER XXXIX.
HARRY TO THE RESCUE.
Early on the following morning Harry came over to take Jerry for a sail on the lake in the Whistler.
“We can sail and talk at the same time,” he explained. “I know you must be longing for a whiff of the water.”
“You are right there, Harry,” returned the young oarsman, “Lake Otasco is better than the hot pavements of New York City a hundred times over.”
The two boys soon set off. Harry had expected Blumpo to accompany them, but that youth was out in his own boat with a party that had hired the craft for several days.