So, Captain White, I guess we'll have to back up the boat, as we
can't go past the fence."
"If I had one of those wire-cutter things," began Freddie, "I could
snip that wire as easy as anything." He seemed to think of nothing
else.
"Oh, you and Flossie had better go play with Snap, or Snoop,"
suggested Bert with a laugh. "Or you can come and watch Harry and me
fish. We're going to as soon as we get back aways."
"I'm going to fish, too," declared Freddie, eagerly.
The creek, near Mr. Hardee's farm, was so narrow that the houseboat
could not be turned around in it, and it had to go backward. This was
easy, since the Bluebird was something like a ferry boat, built to go
backward or forward.
The twins were a little sad as they saw their boat backing up, but it
could not be helped.
"We'll have a good time fishing, anyhow," said Harry.
"That's right," agreed Bert. "I wonder if that boy Will took his
fishing rod with him? He'd probably need it, if he has run away, and
is going out west to find his uncle."
"Why would he need a fish-rod?" asked Nan.
"To catch fish to eat," her brother said. "He'll have to have
something, and fish are the easiest to get. I almost wish I had gone
with him. It will be lots of fun."
"Oh, but it will be very hard, too," said Mrs. Bobbsey.
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