"If anything is here it's well hidden," remarked Frank at length.
"This is a fine boat, and with a little fixing could be made good again."
They went on with the search. At times the man laughed at them, and again he harshly urged them to leave the wreck alone. But the boys searched on. The sun rose higher and the day grew hot.
"I wonder if dad will come for us?" ventured Andy.
"Sure," asserted his brother.
"I suppose they'll say we did wrong to come here, and run so many risks," went on Andy.
"Well, we meant it all for the best, and it has turned out fine," declared Frank. "They won't worry much, I guess. I wish they'd come for us though. I don't know what to do with this man."
"That's right. Well, keep on looking. Dad may come by afternoon."
If the boys had only known of the cutting down of their rowboat and the intense anxiety of Mr. Racer they would not have been so confident of the lack of worry on the part of those at home.
"Say, are you fellows going to keep me here like this all day, in the hot sun without shelter and nothing to eat?" the prisoner finally exclaimed. "It's not right!"