We'll go in the sail-boat." The sail-boat had been dismantled, and the masts, sails, rudder and everything else belonging to her had been stored in the shop under cover.

While Bert was gone after the oars, Don drew the boat up to the jetty, and having stowed the guns away in the stow-sheets, he got in himself and took another survey of the lake to make sure that the canoe was nowhere in sight.

It was hard to give it up as lost.
Bert came back in a few minutes, and having shipped the oars shoved off and pulled down the lake.

A quarter of an hour afterward they landed on the beach in front of Godfrey's cabin.

They found David wandering listlessly about in the back yard with his hands in his pockets; and when he came up to the fence in response to their call, they saw that he had been crying again.
"David," exclaimed Don, putting his hand into his pocket, "we've got news for you that will make you wear a different looking face when you hear it.