Still planning, they went back to the boats and spent the rest of the afternoon in cleaning them up inside and out, for both the _Adventurer_ and the _Follow Me_ had been sadly neglected for the past forty-eight hours.
Being persons of wealth, they supped ashore and went to a moving picture show, and afterwards, since no one had had his full allowance of sleep for the past two nights, "hit the hay," in Perry's phraseology, in short order and slept like so many logs until sun-up.
"I wish," remarked Han at breakfast the next morning, "that we were just starting out instead of going home." "Me too," agreed Perry.

"It'll be all over in two or three days, and I'll have to go back to school again.

I suppose," he added sadly, "I shan't see any of you fellows again until next Summer; no one but Ossie, that is." "You don't have to look at me if you don't want to," said Ossie, reaching backward into the galley for the coffee-pot.

"I'm not particular." "You'll see us before Summer," replied Steve.

"I've been thinking." "So that's it," murmured Joe.