“We’ll have plenty of time to see the sights of New York; don’t fret yourself about that,” said his brother, with a laugh. “We aren’t going to get jobs right away, unless this turns out more of a fairy story than any I’ve read.”
“I’m not worrying,” was the answer. “But come on, let’s take in the aquarium.”
“All right. But first let’s check our grips in the station. No use carting them around with us,” said Frank.
This done, they took an elevated train for lower New York, and soon were at the entrance to the aquarium, which is located in old Castle Garden, once the landing place of immigrants, before the Ellis Island station was established.
CHAPTER VI—ROBBED
“Now for that big fish of yours—where is it?” asked Frank of his brother, as they prepared to enter the circular building which forms one of the finest educational features of New York.
“We’ll find it when we get inside,” was the answer. “It’s a porpoise, and the accounts of it in the papers said it cut up all manner of tricks. Porpoises are very playful, you know.”
“I thought it was a dolphin,” Frank remarked.
“Well, maybe dolphins are playful, too, but this is a porpoise I want to see.”
“A ham sandwich and a cup of coffee would be more in my line,” was the other’s comment. “Don’t be too long at this fishing game, Ned.”