"And we almost found your lost papers," added Russ.
"How?" asked Mr. Bunker.
Then the boys told about the red-haired man.
"I'm afraid my papers are gone for ever," said Mr. Bunker with a shake of his head, "I'll have to lose that money. But it might be worse. Don't worry about it any more, children."
But, though the children were too little to worry very, much about their father's trouble, Russ and Laddie could not help thinking about it now and then.
"This is a lovely place for the children to play," said Mother Bunker. "I shall never feel worried about them when they are here. The water is so shallow near the shore."
And so it was. The six little Bunkers—even Mun Bun, the smallest of them all—could wade out quite a distance from shore on the smooth, sandy bottom, and not be in danger.
All that day—except when it was time to go in to eat—the children played on the shore of Lake Sagatook. They saw boats come and go—some with fishermen in them, like Mr. Hurd, and others that carried lumber and other things from shore to shore.
"Can we go out in a boat some day?" asked Russ of his father.
"Yes, some day I'll get a boat and take you all for a row," Mr. Bunker promised.