All three talked at once in explaining the proposed trip, but Mr. Bouncer finally got a clear understanding about it.
He was not quite so quick as his wife had been in agreeing to the idea. He saw a good many difficulties in the way.
But one obstacle after another yielded before the begging of the boys and the arguments of his wife. As the boys had foreseen, the accident of the morning was as strong an argument as any.
"I don't think they'll be in any more danger there than they are here," Mrs. Bouncer said. "I'm getting almost afraid of living so near the sea. I'd feel after this as though I ought to watch the boys all day long."
"The young rascals will bear a lot of watching," grinned Mr. Bouncer. "But I believe you're right about the trip, my dear, and I'm willing to let Bob go if you are."
"Hurray!" yelled Bob. "I knew you'd do it, Dad!"
"That's bully!" cried Sammy, warmly.
"It's dandy," agreed Frank.
"Now that fixes it up for two of us, but I'm left out in the cold," said Sammy a little forlornly. "I don't know yet whether I can go or not."
"Don't worry about that, Sammy," said Mr. Bouncer, cheerily. "I'm pretty sure your folks will let you go."