“Here, I say, wake up,” he cried. “Why, you’ve been to sleep.”
“Have I!” said Dexter sheepishly, as he stared helplessly at his companion.
“Have yer? Yes; of course yer have,” cried Bob angrily. “Ain’t to be trusted for a moment. You’re always a-going to sleep. Whatcher been and done with that there boat!”
Chapter Thirty Six.
In Dire Straits.
“Done with the boat?”
“I haven’t done anything with the boat.”
“Then where is it?”