Had it been otherwise they might have had to stay in Eastport until financial succour reached them, for the exchequer was almost depleted.
They found a letter from Neil among the mail that was awaiting them at Eastport.

Neil was evidently down on his luck and begged for news of the club.

He got it in the shape of an eight-page epistle from Phil.
Perry made a close study of the sardine industry and laid gorgeous plans for conducting a similar venture on the banks of the Delaware when he returned home.

"You see," he explained, "a sardine is just whatever you like to call it in this country.

I used to think that a sardine had to come from Sardinia." "From where ?" asked Ossie, the recipient of Perry's confidences.
"Sardinia." "Where's that ?" "I dunno.