"I did that," chuckled Bob, getting out of the canoe, and then of course he had to tell them all about it.
"Smart bye," said Mike, when he had finished, "Sure and you'd make one peach of a burglar."
"Perhaps," said Bob, "but I don't fancy the part, it's bad for the nerves. Now," he continued, "it's about 2 o'clock and we must get some sleep for I want to be up by daybreak and give the Sprite a tryout before any one is about."
"Well I guess I will stay up till you wake," proposed Mike, "in case they try to get those caps back."
"Perhaps that would be the best plan," agreed Bob, "I don't believe they would have the nerve to try to get into the house, but they might try to break into the boathouse to injure the Sprite. It'll only be about three hours, for I want you to call us at 5 o'clock sharp."
It seemed to the boys that they had hardly fallen asleep when they heard Mike pounding on the door. "All right," shouted Bob, "we'll be right down."
Day was just breaking as they came out of the house. It took but a short time to get the Sprite into the lake, slip the cylinder in place and adjust the caps.
"Now," said Jack eagerly, "for the first trip with electricity."
It was surely an anxious moment to the boys, for if anything was wrong, there was but little time for adjustment.
"Push her off, Mike, and then jump in," ordered Bob.