Frank and Andy Afloat / Or, The Cave on the Island

that frazzle you

is queer," agr

ed to know the lad whom they had rescued from the sea, but who, on learning of his

t out o

oing?" his brother

ulsive youth. "It's a shame to let him get away in this fashion, just when we

d the older lad, sprinting after his

y, and we'll never

don't know who that man is. He may be a dangerous chap, who

ever going to

by surprise when he found that we had him, and he didn't know what to say. But he won't disa

with no very good grace. "I'm go

m, had he been minded to do so,

on't you want to send some w

Andy and Frank hoped he would come back. In

ness-see-later-

're not going to bother you. But we'll solve that mystery, whet

and have a search for the motor boat, but I thin

ho, the

at our house. He may know th

said his name was. Wonde

e it out in wondering. Co

after detailing their adventure with the queer man, an

but I can't reca

," sugges

ts. "No, it's useless," he added with a sigh. "My memory on that point, if I ever

was much distressed. "We'll do our best to help you out. And the first thing

to you?" asked Andy. "That's what th

o, it doesn't seem to be my na

you Paul, until we find out your right name? It's a bit awkward to

I lik

his other name

ddenly sho

ted his broth

and Andy laughed. "We

I'm sure, and Paul Ga

out it

until I can find my r

sounds

he suggested it to his father and mother that night th

he wonderful sea air of Harbor View practically completed the recovery, until Dr. Martin

e must be patient. Take him out with you, Andy and Frank, when he is able

any trips around the Shark's Teeth in their sailboat, looking for the wrecked motor craft. But they could not locate it. Nor were th

give it up," said And

ysterious man,"

en advertised in a number of papers, giving details of the rescue, and asking any persons who might possib

ther weak. His arm, too, was very painful, and he could not yet a

each, with the intention of interviewing some lobstermen who were due to arriv

ey strolled down on the sands, to await the arrival of the lobstermen. They fou

wn age but of entirely different appearance. For, whereas the Racer boys dressed well they made no pretense of style, especially wh

imed the younger lad to his

obster; yes!" agre

st" that afternoon. He wore an extremely light suit, with new tan ties of a ligh

s far as you can get a glim

ayers" so that it looked not unlike one of those cocoanut custard cakes with the cocoanut put in extremely thick. In addi

nts, as befitted his occupation, one of the bivalves slipped from the shovel, and

indignantly as he took out a handkerchief covered with large gre

clammer innocently, for h

that cost me two dollars and thirty-five cents! I'll have you arrested if tha

s a lad never looking fo

rrested, Chet!" broke in Andy, c

the dude, as he finished polishing the t

u're disturbing the peace," was the l

s, not at all in keeping with his dress. In fact, though Chet thought himself very stylish, if

"It wasn't Bob's fault that the clam fel

I'd like

ogs that you blinded his eyes, and he co

it. I didn't mean

st the same," snapped Chet, as he restored his

e horrified. "I didn't know you could smell the fish f

tering into the joke. "It su

l anything," sa

ad snatched it from his pocket. "Whew! Yes, this is it!" he cried, holding his nose as he handed the gaudy linen back. "How

's the best perfumery they have at Davidson's Emporium. I p

dly stuck all right! Fifteen cents! Whew! Get on the o

neered the dude. "I'll get even with you yet. A

gan the ca

y, as he flopped down on the sand. "Have a chair

od clothes on?" demanded the dud

y. Then, as Chet continued to face Bob, and make demands on him for the price o

much turned up at the bottoms. They formed a sort of "pockets," and these pockets Andy indus

to pay me?" demande

I haven't any change to pay y

clams," sugg

who walked around to get on the seat of the wagon. At his first mov

o the low shoes Chet wore. This filled them so that they were hard to walk in, and the next moment the stylishly dressed youth lurch

" shouted Andy, who had scramble

got up spluttering, for some sand had gotten in his mouth.

fumery on your handker

to your h

d the dude, making a rush for the captain'