"Grasshoppers are best just now," answered Will.
"And we've been fishing with worms!" said Bert. "No wonder!"
"Oh, worms are all right most times," Will went on. "But the fish are
hungry for grasshoppers now. I'll give you some. I've got lots left."
He came to the edge of the creek, and Mr. Bobbsey, who was steering
the boat, sent it in close to shore.
"We might as well tie up here for the night, I think," he said. "That
will give you boys a chance to talk to Will, and learn how to catch
fish."
A little later the houseboat was rubbing along the grassy bank, and
the water was so deep close to shore that there was really no need of
putting out the board, called the "gangplank," for any one to get off.
Mr. Bobbsey, knowing that Flossie and Freddie could not make the
little jump needed to take them ashore, called to Captain White to run
out a small board instead of the regular large one.
"Come on, Harry!" called Bert. "We'll get some of those grasshoppers."
He started down the stairs leading from the deck, intending to go
ashore, but his mother touched him on the arm, and said, in a low
voice:
"Why don't you ask that boy to come on board?"
"Why?" asked Bert.
"Well, I was just going to give you children some of the corn muffins
Dinah has just baked, and perhaps Will would like---"
"Oh, of course! Now I understand!" cried Bert.
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