In a few moments more the boat darted into the cove, and the boys recognized Captain Littleton in the gentleman who had been beckoning to them.
"Come ashore, Paul, as quick as you can!" shouted he, as he jumped into his chaise, and drove nearer to the point where the boat was to land.
"Do you want me, sir?" asked Paul.
"Yes; you are wanted at home."
Our hero was filled with terror and anxiety by this reply. He was sure that something had happened, or a gentleman like Captain Littleton would not have taken the trouble to come after him. As the boat struck the bank, he brailed up the sail, and jumped ashore with the painter in his hand.
"Come, Paul, never mind the boat; Thomas will take care of her. Get into the chaise with me as quick as you can," said Captain Littleton.
"What is the matter, sir? What has happened?" demanded Paul, trembling with the most painful solicitude.
"Get into the chaise first, and I will tell you as we return."
"Has anything happened to my mother, sir?" cried Paul, the tears rushing to his eyes.
"Nothing has happened to your mother, Paul. She is quite well," answered Captain Littleton, as he urged the horse to his utmost speed.