"And here's a bit for your shoes," added Innis, performing a like
service. "You'll look as good as we do."

"What about my hands?" asked Dick. "Think I want to go up and sit
alongside of a girl with paws like these?" and he held out one that
was black and oily.

"Haven't you any soap aboard?" asked Innis, for he, like Paul,
seemed anxious that Dick should land them at the dock where the
girls were.

"Oh, well, if you fellows are as anxious as all that I s'pose I'll
have to humor you," agreed Dick, with a grin. "I dare say Bruce
can let me wash up in his place," and he turned the craft back on
the course he had previously been holding. A little later the
motor-boat was made fast to the float, and the three cadets were
greeting the three girls.

"Look out for my hands!" warned Dick, as Miss Hanford's light summer
dress brushed near him. "I'm all oil and grease. I'll go scrub up,
if you'll excuse me."

"Certainly," said Mabel Hanford, with a rippling laugh.

When Dick returned, he ordered a little lunch served out on the end
of the dock, where they could sit and enjoy the cool breezes, and
look at the river on which were many pleasure craft.

"Where were you boys going?" asked Grace Knox, as she toyed with
her ice-cream spoon.