go with you. Perhaps we can get a ride on a canal-boat or
something."

"You won't save much time that way," retorted Jim. "The only
thing to do is to let us have the money and save yourselves a lot
of trouble."

"We're not going to give you any money," said John quietly. "I
told you that before. The thing for you to do is to clear out,
every one of you if you don't want to help."

Unknown to his companions John had been keeping a careful outlook
on the canal behind them. In the distance he had seen a yacht
approaching that he was confident was the Caledonia, which they
had passed when first they had set forth on their voyage. He was
confident also that the coming of the yacht, together with the
number of men that comprised her crew, would be sufficient to
overawe the half-dozen men that had forced their company upon the
Go Ahead boys.

"Yonder comes the Caledonia!" he exclaimed suddenly. "They will
give us a lift as soon as they catch up with us."

Instantly the eyes of every one on board the Black Growler were
turned toward the approaching yacht.

Apparently the sight had markedly different effects. The Go Ahead
boys were elated, but their passengers after a hasty glance and a
few words spoken in low tones to one another, instantly seizing
their bundles leaped ashore and ran swiftly toward the road which