Just then the telephone rang.
“I’ll answer it,” Bob said.
“This you, Bob?”
It was his father’s voice which came over the wire.
“Yes.”
“Well a telegram has just come for you from Rex Dale. It says, ‘Meet me Skowhegan, 10.30 to-morrow.’”
“That’s funny. I thought he was going to sail for Europe in a few days. That’s what he said in his last letter.”
“I know, but something must have changed his plans. Everything all right up there?”
“It is now but we had a bit of a mess yesterday.” And he told his father about the accident.
“Good boy,” Mr. Golden almost shouted as Bob told him how Jack had saved his life. “I often wonder what will happen to you boys next.”