CHAPTER XXIV
In Which a Pirate's Cave grows Interesting, and Two Young Members of the Ethnological and Antiquarian Club of St. John's, Undertake an Adventure under the Guidance of Billy Topsail
THERE landed in Ruddy Cove, that summer, two youngsters from St. John's on a vacation—city schoolboys both: not fisher lads. They were pleasant fellows, and were soon fast friends with Billy Topsail and the lads of the place, by whom they were regarded with some awe, but still with great friendliness.
"Hello!" the visitors exclaimed, when they clapped eyes on Billy. "Where you going?"
"Fishin'."
"Take us, won't you, please?"
Billy Topsail grinned.
"Won't you?"
"I don't know," said Billy. "I 'low so."