"Well, don't count too much on it, and then you won't be disappointed," advised Mrs. Bouncer, with a smile. "You'd best run along now, Frank and Sammy, and see if your parents will let you come with Bob."
"If my folks don't let me go," said Sammy, slowly, as he thought of the chance of the pirate's treasure, "if they won't let me go, I—I won't go with them. I'll stay here in Fairview all Summer."
"And so will I!" cried Frank. "But I'm sure they'll let us."
Frank proved to be a good prophet. When Mrs. Haven and Mrs. Brown had read the notes written by Mrs. Bouncer, inviting the boys to Barnacle Cottage, they at once gave their consents. As Mrs. Brown said to Mrs. Haven:
"We'd never have any peace with our boys if they were alone with us, at the places to which we are going. They'd much better be together."
"I think so, too," said Mrs. Haven.
So it was arranged, and Sammy and Frank were wild with delight.
"I can go!" shouted Sammy, as he came rushing out of the house, after his mother had consented. "I can go, Bob!"
