The skiff in which their friends had been seen was in tow and soon after it was discovered both Grant and George were seen in the bow of the swift little motor-boat.
“That’s good. That’s a relief,” said John when he was convinced that his friends were on board.
“Probably they feel the same way now that they have seen us.”
“We’ll know about that very soon.”
CHAPTER V
A PERPLEXING LETTER
It was decided to leave behind them the skiff that had been wrecked and as the boys ran down to the shore they saw that the beautiful little boat had been drawn up on the land.
“That can be fixed all right,” said the mate in response to the question of the boys. “The frame’s all good.”
Neither of the boys, however, heard his words as they both climbed into the skiff, which Grant had rowed ashore.
“Where were you, fellows?” he asked as he grasped the oars and headed the little boat once more for the Gadabout.
“We went ashore. The mate just let us drive before the wind. We couldn’t do anything against it.”