“You haven’t anything else to do,” replied Nash. He sat down and put his feet on the table. “Well, what’s it all about?”
“I want to go over to the island to-morrow.”
“What island?” asked Tad Carson.
“What island do you think? The island, of course. Cabin Island. I want to go there early to-morrow morning.”
“What’s stopping you?” asked Nash insolently.
“Well, you know why I sent for you? I can’t walk there.”
The two youths glanced at one another.
“I suppose you want us to take you over in the ice-boat again, eh?”
“Of course. I want you to call here for me at seven o’clock in the morning. Have the ice-boat ready so we can make a quick start.”
“You’re giving orders to-night, ain’t you, Hanleigh?” said Ike. “What if it doesn’t suit us to go?”