"We can go and see, at any rate," said Frank. "Uncle Ben is steering that way."
"Do, Frank; I have something I wish to say to her."
"Bunkers!" exclaimed Fred Harper.
"Where?"
"Coming up from Rippleton."
"I hope they will keep away from us," added Frank, whose forenoon experience was still remembered.
"They will want to hear the music."
"You must keep near Uncle Ben, Frank."
The Zephyr was rapidly approaching the Sylph, as the sailboat was called.
"I wish they would play 'Old Folks at Home,'" said Charles.