“Well, you should worry,” laughed Toby. “Who wants to bathe much now, anyway?”
“Aunt was the worst,” said Arnold. “She got all worked up about it and I was afraid she’d make dad forbid my sailing any more. It’s funny how he found out.”
“Frank might have told some one in confidence,” Toby suggested. “Still, if he says he didn’t——”
“I don’t believe he did.” Arnold stepped out and held the launch to the float while Toby found the line. “He wants to see you, Toby.”
“Frank? What for?”
“No, dad. He said I was to ask you to come over this evening. I guess he wants to thank you for pulling me out of the water. I’m sorry,” he added apologetically.
“You can tell him you forgot to give me the message,” said Toby with a laugh.
“What doing?”
“Oh, lots of things. I ought to study, I guess.”
Arnold grinned. “That’s sort of sudden, isn’t it? I haven’t heard you mention studying all summer. You’d better come and have it over with. He will just insist on doing it, Toby. Dad always does what he makes up his mind to do. He’s like you that way. Besides, I wouldn’t want to tell him I’d forgotten to tell you.”