“Dudley can dry them in the shade, too, if he likes,” said Elizabeth. “It will take longer but the colours won’t fade out.”
“I guess I’ll make a collection of them and some sea-urchins, too. And some coral and some—some rocks with the funny little barnacles growing on them, and—and a whole lot of things,” said Dudley, enthusiastically.
“I’ll help you, Dud, and you can keep them in the Agassiz room of your school,” added Edith.
“When will we under-run the trawl again, Cap?” called Billy, just then, as Captain Ed moored the launch at the float.
“Your father said that the girls wanted to go along this afternoon and watch the fun; so, unless it blows too fresh, I reckon that’s the programme.”
Then the boys proudly called his attention to the lobsters and the Captain laughed.
“Why, I guess I’ll have to get the lobster-car ready to hold your catch. But that feller lost a claw—what happened?”
“Here’s the claw,” admitted Paul.
“S’pose some one takes these two lobsters up to Mose and ask him to make a nice little salad for mother; she is so fond of it, you know, and then this claw can be used, too,” suggested Fred.
As they all walked toward the bungalow, Captain Ed said: “We went down into Dark Harbour this morning to bring up another bag of the coal I landed there last week, and what do you imagine Mose and I saw?”