Just that!"
"Of course", grinned the other twin. "Well, we are well stocked
up; and as long as we have done it, let's fix things up in case
anything should happen. You know the Colonel will think of
himself the very last one. And if anything does happen, old
chap, just you stick right by the Colonel."
"You know if there is anything we can do, and do it is swim."
The two boys went down to their stateroom, and got out the
precious store of chocolates and malted milk. Each boy put his
share in the oil skin water-tight money belt that had been one of
Mr. Leffingwell's many gifts. Their money went easily into a
much smaller and less complicated carrier that each boy wore
around his neck. Then, feeling ready for any emergency, they
hurried back to the dark and silent deck. They stayed up until
midnight. Then the wind started up, increasing in violence until
the chilled watchers took refuge below.
The boys turned in.
It seemed about fifteen minutes when Porky sat up. Beany was
leaning down from the upper berth.
"Did you call me?" he asked.
"No, I thought you called me," said Porky.
"All right," said Beany. He swung to the floor. "Hustle and
dress. I bet some thing is on foot.
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