"No, but there may be some fellows with it, who may be breaking into his house."
"Do you think so, Bob?"
"Well, it seems likely to me it may be his house, or one of the others."
"Well, what are we to do, Bob?"
"I vote we see about it, Jim. We have pretty nearly half an hour to spare, now, before Johnny Gibson will come along. We have got our hockey sticks, you know."
"But suppose there shouldn't be any men there, Bob, and we should be caught in the grounds; They would think we were going to steal something."
"That would be a go," Bob said, "but there isn't likely to be anyone about, at half past three; and if there were, I don't suppose he would be able to catch us. But we must risk something, anyhow. It will be a bit of fun, and it will be better than waiting at the top of the hill, with nothing to do till, Johnny Gibson comes."
They were now past the wall in front of Admiral Langton's, and far out of sight of the man in the cart.
"There is some ivy on this wall," Bob said. "We can climb over it, by that. Then we will make our way along, until we can find some place where we can climb over into the admiral's garden."
"Perhaps there are some dogs about," Wharton objected.