"Let's get off here, and wait until father and mother come up," said Johnny; for Felix had wheeled around, as if to go back a distance, after they had reached the end of the road, which terminated very abruptly.
"I'm going back to the cart-path," replied Felix. "Didn't you see it as we came by?"
"Yes: I noticed some tracks of wheels going across a pasture."
"That's it. I guess we sha'n't have any trouble getting along through it to the road. If we do, we can get off and walk across. Let's just go and try it a way, and then we can come back and wait."
Accordingly, the boys rode back to the cart-path, which was a little distance below the cottages. As it had been considerably travelled, they found a very good road for their bicycles in the middle of the track, which had been worn by the feet of the horses and oxen.
"We may have to get off in that rocky place," said Johnny; "but I think we can get along very well. How far is it to the road?"'
"Oliver said it is a short half-mile."
As they were about to turn back from the lane, after their exploration, they observed a sail-boat coming toward the shore.
"There they are!" said Felix. "I saw that sail-boat as we were coming along; but it was so far off, I couldn't be sure they were in it, as there were so many boats around."
The boys rode back to a little wharf between the two cottages, and alighted. There was a row of bathing-houses back on the beach at one side of the wharf, against an end of which they leaned their bicycles. They then went and sat down on the wharf, with their feet hanging over the side. The sail-boat was still some distance off.