Captain Wells, about nine o'clock. "I can call you if anything turns up."
"We'll stay up a couple of hours yet," answered Dick, although the excitement of the day had worn him out.
But not a sight of the schooner was seen, and one after another the Rover boys laid down to get a few hours' sleep. Captain Wells allowed them to rest until six o'clock. By that time they were standing around near the entrance to Port land harbor.
"See anything yet?" asked Dick, as he sprang up from the berth upon which he had been resting.
"Not yet," answered the captain of the tug.
"You don't think they got here ahead of us?"
"No, for we have been here for several hours."
The boys got up and washed, and then had breakfast. In the meantime the steam tug cruised around, and those on board watched eagerly for a sign of the Mary Delaway.
Thus two hours passed. As the time went by the three Rovers grew more anxious than ever.
"What do you make of this, Dick?" asked Tom.
"I don't know what to make of it, Tom."
"It looks to me as if they had given us the slip," said Sam.
