“There’s more fun on board the Hawk,” laughed Gid.
“I don’t suppose there’s anything to drink on board this boat?” asked Gid’s companion.
“There’s plenty of water,” answered Jule.
“Don’t insult Mike with a drink of water,” Gid advised; “Mike likes water to that extent that he won’t even wash in it.”
“He looks it!” Jule declared.
“No lip, now, young fellow!” Mike broke in.
“What are you going to do with the boat?” asked Jule.
“Why, this boat,” Gid answered, “will make a fine tender for the Hawk. We’ve been wanting a fine boat like this for a long time. You see, we get parties on board the Hawk, sometimes, who need a little more care than the ordinary river chap. When such get tired of our company, and we’re willing to let them go, we take ’em home in style.”
“Well,” Jule answered, “the motors are out of order, so you can’t run the Rambler, and I’m not sorry for that, either.”
“We can tow her, can’t we, until we can get the motors fixed?” asked Mike. “It won’t take much to fix the engine.”