There was a long silence. Then, "We are
here all right!" he repeated.
"Yep!" said Porky.
"I Wish we could call mom and pop up on a long distance and tell
them we are safe. It's going to be some old time before we see
them again!"
"Sure is!" agreed Porky, his face growing strangely long at the
thought. "There's one thing we got to remember. We are here,
and they were game to let us come. I didn't realize how game
they were, Beans, but they sure were game! Well, we have got to
pay them up for it, and the only way we can do it, is by first
taking the best care of ourselves that we possibly can, and then
by doing something to make them proud of us. Of course we don't
know what we can do, but something will come up, I know; and it's
up to us to do it."
"You bet we will!" said Beany solemnly. They turned again to
watch the sailors.
Colonel Bright appeared on deck just then, and the boys hurried
to his side, and stood unobtrusively behind him.
The next few hours passed in such a whirl that they were never
clearly defined in the boys' memory. Event followed event with
dizzying rapidity. Short trips on strange, camouflaged little
railroads, alternated with dashes in strange, large, unkempt
automobiles driven by haggard, desperate, cool, young fellows who
looked and were equal to any emergency.
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