And he gave each hand a grip like that of iron.
"Want to look over my lady, eh?
Well, she's a putty one to inspect, take my word on't." And he showed them over the craft with pleasure.
They found the yacht clean "as a whistle," and each particular bit of brasswork polished like a mirror.
By Saturday evening all was ready for the trip.

On Sunday morning the Rover boys went to church with the Stanhopes and the Lanings, and rested in the afternoon.
They were just about to go to supper, when a note came for Dick.

It was from Bob Sutter, and ran as follows: "MY DEAR DICK: My cousin and I have been in an accident.

We went driving to church this morning and the horse ran away and threw us both out on the rocks.

Miss Parloe had her collar bone broken, and I broke my left ankle.