That's one thing about me, I'm always getting in scrapes.

So then I took Skinny and we climbed in through the galley window. I
guess nobody noticed us; nobody said anything except El Sawyer. He
asked me if I was going to get supper.

"Supper!" I said. "Didn't you just have dinner?" Honest, that fellow
never thinks of anything except eats.

When we got into the galley, I said to Skinny, "Let's sit up on the
board so we can look out and see the bay." So we sat on the board that
was on two barrels. I used it to open cans on and slice bread and all
that. And I always washed it good and clean, you can bet. Oh, but it
was nice sitting there and it was just as quiet as it is in the woods.
Sometimes a motor boat would go by and we could hear it chugging.

"One thing, nobody'll bother us here," I said, "some fellows don't like
Sunday, but I do."

Skinny said, "I like Christmas best, because rich people bring baskets
of food."

Cracky, I felt awful sorry for him.



CHAPTER VI

TELLS HOW SKINNY AND I GOT TOGETHER