me what you’ve been doing the three of you. How do you like your college?”
The boys stayed for another hour and talked and were shown over the studio and were invited to luncheon. But although Chub frowned and nodded his head emphatically Roy politely declined. They finally left with the lease of the house-boat Jolly Roger in Roy’s pocket, promising to call again after they had looked over the craft. Then they shook hands, entered the elevator car and were dropped to the street floor.
On the sidewalk Roy turned to the others.
“Let’s go up and see the boat this afternoon,” he said.
“Let’s go now!” exclaimed Chub with enthusiasm.
“Can’t; after making up that fifty dollars there isn’t enough money in the crowd to pay the car-fares. No, we’ll go along with Dick and have luncheon. When we get to the hotel we’ll find out how to get to Loving’s Landing, and then we’ll start out right after luncheon. What do you say?”
Chub and Dick agreed to the plan and the three strode off toward Dick’s hostelry.
