CHAPTER XXI
THE BREAKDOWN
“Well, he hasn’t come back yet.”
“No. It’s sort of queer, too. I wonder where he can be keeping himself, all day?”
“Maybe those fellows have got to him after all.”
Jack Kimball and his chums, landing at the fisherman’s dock from the Dixie, thus commented when they paid another visit to Denny’s cabin, and found him still absent.
“No, I don’t imagine anything has happened,” said Jack. “You know he often goes off and stays a long time in his boat. He’s got a crazy sort of motor in it, that runs about as often as the one does in the Lassie. He may be stuck somewhere.”
“Or else waiting the turn of the tide,” suggested Ed.