"I'm mighty sorry." "Thank you," Dick answered.

"But we're going to have the canoe repaired.

We'll be having lots of fun in the war canoe after a few days." "How you going to get her fixed ?" asked the other boy.
"Hiram Driggs has taken the job, and you know what he can do with boats." "Whee! I'm glad on you're going to have the canoe fixed all right," nodded the other boy, and passed on.
Forty-five minutes after Driggs' departure Jim Snowden came up with the truck.

With the help of the boys he loaded the canoe from the other truck, then started away.
By this time the news had spread to other boys that Dick & Co.
would soon have their war canoe afloat in fine order---that Hiram Driggs stood sponsor for the prediction.
That evening Fred Ripley had a somewhat unpleasant talk with his father.
"You've no business with pocket money," said Squire Ripley sternly.
"You have no idea of the value of it." "I thought I had made a good bargain," said Fred sullenly.
"So does every fool who parts with his money as easily as you do," returned the lawyer.

"Well, enjoy yourself, my boy.