“What have you got there?” he asked suspiciously.
Jack turned his “picture” so that it faced the watchman, who raised his eyebrows and took his pipe out of his mouth while he allowed his gaze to rest on the object. Then he threw back his head and gave vent to a hearty laugh.
“You’ll do, the pair o’ you!” he said. “Enterprise, that’s what I call it. Where are you going to put it?”
“On the top of the deck-house,” replied Jack, suiting the action to the word, and then climbing back upon the wharf to admire the effect.
CHAPTER V
A RESCUE
The notice was printed with a brush on a piece of sheeting, in a frame a yard long and a half a yard high:
HOLDEN’S FERRY
TO THE HOTEL LANDING
EVERY HOUR
10 cents
“People can see it, anyway,” commented George.
“And I saw it first, so I’ll be the first passenger,” said Cap’n Crumbie. “When does the ferry leave?”