ing next week Thursday," answered Larry Dixon, for such was the sailor's name.
"We'll get you back long before that time," answered Dick. "And pay you a nice salary in the bargain."
"Then I'm your man, messmate," responded Larry Dixon.
While the steam tug was getting ready to leave, Dick called up Spud on the telephone and acquainted their college chum with what had occurred.
"When will you be back?" asked Spud.
"I don't know," replied Dick. "Better not wait for us. This may prove a long chase."
"Well, I hope you rescue the lady, get back the fortune, and land those rascals in jail," said Spud.
The steam tug carried a crew of six, all good, strong, hearty fellows. In a few brief words Dick and his brothers explained to the captain how matters stood, and Captain Wells promised to aid them all he could in thwarting the plans of the evildoers. He was armed, and said he could lend the Rovers some pistols if they wanted them.
"I reckon the Mary Delaway will take the regular route to Portland—that is, so far as the wind will allow," said the owner of the tug.
