It was in the cook's galley." Old Jerry was coming to the house with a small tree he had cut down, and Dick sounded him about the ice.
"To be sure there was ice, several tons of it," said Jerry.

"It was stowed away near the bow.

I don't believe it's all melted, either." "I'm going over to see," cried Dick.

"We've got plenty of lemons and sugar; and lemonade, not to mention orange ice, would just strike the spot in this awfully hot weather." But as it was now noon, with the sun directly overhead, Dick decided to remain in the shade until four or five o'clock.

Dinner was had, and then the work of enlarging the house went on as before.
At half-past four Dick got out the rowboat and started for the wreck.
He had first thought to go alone, but old Jerry wanted to pick out certain tools needed for the house-building, as well as hunt for a keg of nails, and the two decided to go together, going and coming as quickly as possible.
"You won't be afraid to be alone, will you ?" asked Dick, of the girls.
"Not if you hurry," answered Nellie.