"They're from Riverview!" cried a rower. "Soak 'em!"
"Pull away," advised Andy in a low voice.
But it was too late. On came the shell. The rowboat was rapidly drifting and in spite of the efforts of the brothers the two craft came together broadside. There was a splintering of wood and the oar of the bow rower was smashed. The shell careened violently.
"Look out! We're going to capsize!" yelled the excited lads, while the coxswain hurled a volley of abuse at Frank and Andy.
CHAPTER IX
THE MILLIONAIRE ARRIVES
Only by the smallest margin was the long narrow racing shell prevented from turning over. Prompt action on the part of the lads in it, who were veteran oarsmen in spite of their years, saved the day. But considerable water was shipped.
As for Andy and Frank, they worked hard with their sculls to send their boat out of the way of the other craft. The current hampered them, and it took considerable muscle to get them where there was no danger for themselves or the lads from Waterside Hall.
Then, when comparative calmness had succeeded the confusion, the looks of all in the shell were turned on our two heroes.
"Say, who are you dubs, anyhow?" demanded the irate coxswain.