The dog would not make friends with the newcomers, but showed its teeth in a threatening way whenever Bart or Frank came near.

Finally Merriwell and his friends also engaged in the fishing to kill time, and with considerable success.

Thus the day wore wearily along until well into the afternoon.
"A breeze!" Frank gleefully exclaimed at last, holding up a hand.

"The wind is coming! I feel that if this old boat doesn't get a move on soon, I shall have to jump overboard and swim ashore." "Well, I should hope you would take me on your back!" Inza observed, her voice thrilled with the thought that the long-expected breeze was actually coming.

"I'm as frantic as any one can be to put foot on land and learn what has happened to our friends and to father!" The Slocums were ready to go home now, and as the breeze rapidly increased in strength and gave evidence of having come to stay, they speedily got the _Sarah Jane_ under way, with the help of Frank and Bart, and stood off for the Jersey shore.