"How about a diving suit?" Jack asked.
"Well, to tell the truth, we've got a first class outfit on board but, unless the water's deeper off the end there than I think, we won't need it."
"Looks as though you had thought of about everything," Bob grinned.
"Had to. You see, it's too far to go back for something you forgot to bring," his uncle smiled.
"How about this afternoon?" Bob asked.
"No, we're not going to start till to-morrow; the old man needs this afternoon to get rested up in after that tramp."
"Didn't I tell you he had something up his sleeve?" Bob asked a little later after they had finished dinner and their uncle had announced that he was going to his cabin for a nap. The two boys were sitting beneath the awning on the forward deck and chafing under the enforced delay.
"Well, I didn't bet against it, did I?" Jack returned. "Reckon I suspected it as much as you did."
For half an hour they sat and talked about the coming oyster hunt and again thrashed over the adventure of the morning. Several times Bob had yawned and finally Jack advised him to go and take a nap.
"Believe I will," he said, getting up from his chair. "Coming along?"