"No, I guess I can make it," replied the lad, though, truth to tell, he was a bit anxious over the outcome. Still he was not going to admit it.
There were several interesting views in the little theatre and the girls and their escort enjoyed them very much. One showed the eight- and four-oared shells of Waterside Hall rowing on the river.
"Oh, aren't they just splendid!" exclaimed Grace.
"Did you hear about our crew?" asked Frank, a bit put out at the interest manifested in a rival school.
"No. Have you one?" asked Gertrude, and when Frank told of sending the challenge, she cried: "Oh, fine! We'll come to see the race; won't we, Grace?"
"I only hope they accept it," murmured Frank, while Gertrude's pretty chum nodded.
Shortly after that they hurried around to the telegraph office, and there found awaiting them a reply from Mr. Racer.
"Get Robert Bolton, a lawyer of Marsden, on the telephone," the message said, "and have him take charge of the case for me. He has handled some of my affairs before. Explain circumstances and ask him to get as long a delay as possible. Have been unable to do anything with bonds yet, but expect to soon."
"Oh, perhaps he can't sell the bonds!" exclaimed Gertrude.
"Well, if he can't, I know who can!" said Frank quickly.