“I suppose they will feel good; but if I were one of your fellows I would not let them enjoy it a great while. I would have it out of the water and get up steam before I slept upon it,” I answered.
“What would you do?” asked Tommy curiously.
“I would get it out of the water in double-quick time, and then put her through by daylight, even if it took me all night.”
“You are a brick, Wolf; and I am rather sorry you live on the other side of the lake,” laughed the scion of the Middleport house. “Do you think you could get her out of the water?”
“I know I could.”
“How would you do it?”
“I haven’t time to explain it now,” I replied, edging towards the steamer.
“I say, Wolf, people think you know all about an engine, and can run one as well as a man,” continued Tommy, following me to the boat.
“I ran a locomotive ten miles to-day.”
“Did you, though?”