The cabin door opened, and Jack threw himself into a defensive attitude.
A light flared up in the doorway as a match was struck, and both boys burst into laughter.
“Well, you two!” said the familiar voice of Tony Santo.
“Dad!” George exclaimed. “How did you get here?”
“By train, of course,” replied Tony. “I just thought I’d run down and see that you were all right.”
“It’s awfully good of you,” said George. “But I told Mother there was nothing wrong.”
“Oh, no! Nothing at all wrong!” replied Tony, sarcastically. “What happened?”
“Some of the gear gave way and we couldn’t use our sails,” Jack explained.
“Well, my boys,” said Tony, “I’m glad it’s no worse. You certainly did throw a scare into us all, but it wasn’t your fault. Go back to bed now. There’s a hotel near here, and I’ll find a bed there. I’ll take you ashore for breakfast, and as soon as we get her overhauled we’ll be off for home.”