“Better go to your beds,” he said, as the young homesteaders awoke in response to his shaking.
“But we want to see you lock through,” explained Phil, drowsily.
“I told you we’d be lucky if we got into Superior before noon, didn’t I?”
“Yes,” assented the boys.
“Then why are you sitting up?”
“Mr. Hansen,” began Ted.
“Bother Hansen! He’s second mate and I’m captain, what?”
Again the young homesteaders assented.
“Well, if he’d had as much experience as I have, he’d be sailing a boat of his own instead of being my second mate. But if you want to sit up, all right.”
“You’ll have us called if you do move?” appealed Ted.