Part 5 (1/2)
The proposal met with immediate approval, and it was decided that the boys should meet not later than Sat.u.r.day afternoon to complete arrangements.
The Rover boys had received word that Mrs. Stanhope had rented a furnished cottage not far from one of the leading hotels. The lady was very nervous, and did not like too much noise and confusion about her. Meals were brought in from the hotel, which made it very pleasant.
When the three boys drove up in a carriage from the depot, three girls came rus.h.i.+ng out to greet them. The three were Dora Stanhope and her two cousins, Nellie and Grace Laning.
”So here you are at last!” cried Dora Stanhope, as she gave d.i.c.k's hand a tight squeeze.
”We almost made up our mind you had missed the train,” said Nellie Laning to Tom, giving him a bright smile as she spoke.
”How fine you are looking,” said Grace to Sam. ”Traveling must agree with you.”
”Traveling does agree with us,” said Sam.
”We would have been here sooner, only we stopped to talk to an old schoolmate,” said d.i.c.k, and then he told about Bob Sutter.
”Oh, I remember Bob Sutter,” said Nellie. ”We went on a straw-ride together once--before you came to Putnam Hall,” she added, to Tom.
”I know him, too,” put in Grace. ”He's a nice boy.”
”Of course he is,” said Sam pointedly.
”But he isn't as nice as some boys,” went on Grace in a lower tone, and giving Sam an arch smile that made him feel very happy.
They were soon in the cottage and greeting Mrs. Stanhope, who had been lying on a couch. The lady greeted them in a motherly way that made them feel more at home than ever. She thought a great deal of the Rover boys, and especially of d.i.c.k, and did not object in the least to the marked attention d.i.c.k bestowed upon her only child. As my old readers know, the Rover boys had, in the past, done mother and daughter more than one valuable service.
The boys were fortunate in obtaining rooms in the hotel close to the cottage, which would make it possible for them to run in and out as they pleased.
”It's like old times to be together again,” said Tom, when he and his brothers were retiring that night. ”And, as Mrs. Stanhope is feeling so well, I guess we can have lots of fun.”
And fun they did have. There were bathing in the surf, and lawn tennis, and dancing at the hotel in the evening, and also lovely walks and drives, and once they went out on horseback to a large fruit farm some miles away, and were royally entertained by some of Bob Sutter's friends. Bob Sutter and his cousin, Mary Parloe, went along, and proved first-cla.s.s company.
The idea of a trip on Bob's yacht suited everybody, and it was decided that the whole party should go out early Monday morning, taking old Jerry Tolman with them. They were to load down well with provisions and visit not only several points along the coast, but also one or two of the islands lying twenty-five to thirty miles south of Santa Barbara.
The Rover boys had already inspected the Old Glory and found her to be a first-cla.s.s yacht in every respect. The craft was about sixty feet in length and correspondingly broad of beam. She carried a tall mast, but the lead in her keel was amply sufficient to keep her from going over unless under full sail in a very heavy wind. The cabin was fairly large and richly furnished, for the Sutters were a family of means, and desired everything of the best.
If the boys liked the yacht they also liked the man who had charge of her, bluff and hearty Jerry Tolman--Captain Jerry, as Bob Sutter called him. He was truly an old salt, having sailed the ocean since his tenth year, on both whalers and merchantmen. Captain Jerry lacked a book education, but he was naturally shrewd, and far from being a fool.
”Downright glad to meet ye, my hearties,” he said, when the boys were brought on board. 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 bra.s.swork polished like a mirror.
By Sat.u.r.day 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 d.i.c.k. It was from Bob Sutter, and ran as follows:
”MY DEAR d.i.c.k: 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. Kindly come and see me if you can.”