“Get a move on!” the latter shouted.
“What’s up?” asked Ben.
“Time’s up!” replied Jimmie.
“Open up!” almost yelled Carl.
Ben sprang out of bed, half-dressed himself, and opened the door. The first face he saw was that of Mr. Havens, who looked dusty and tired as if from a long journey.
As may be imagined, the greetings between the two were very cordial. In a moment the boys all flocked into Ben’s room, where Mr. Havens was advised to freshen up in the bath before entering upon the business in hand.
“You must have had a merry old time with the Ann,” laughed Ben.
“Never saw anything like it!” exclaimed Mr. Havens.
“Did she break down?”
“Half a dozen times!”