“The rain will fill the boat,” said Ned, presently.
“Never mind, we can easily bail her out or turn her over.”
“When do you think this storm will stop?”
“In an hour or two, most likely. Such storms never last very long. What time is it, Ned?”
“Half-past two,” answered Ned, after consulting the handsome watch he carried.
“Then, if it clears in two hours, we'll have plenty of time to get home before dark.”
“I don't care to stay here two hours,” grumbled Ned. “It's not a very inviting place.”
“It's better than being out under the trees,” answered Joe, cheerfully. The hermit's boy was always ready to look on the brighter side of things.
“Oh, of course.”
“And we have a fine string of fish, don't forget that, Ned. We were lucky to get so many before the storm came up.”