"
Still wondering what it was all about, Phil and Teddy
walked along with their employer. They passed on through
the business street of the town, then turned off sharply,
heading for the north. A few moments of this and they
turned to the left again.
"Hello, there's the river," announced Teddy.
"Yes, that is the river."
"I wish I could take a boat ride."
"You shall have one tonight."
"Good!"
Phil glanced at Mr. Sparling inquiringly.
"Oh, look at that funny boat!" cried Teddy. "It's yellow.
I've heard of a yellow dog, but I can't say that I ever heard
of a yellow boat. And it has a paddle wheel on behind.
Well, if that isn't the limit! Why, there are three of them.
What are they, Mr. Sparling?"
Phil's eyes already were widening. He had caught sight of
something that shed a flood of light on the mystery--the surprise
that Mr. Sparling had in store for them. But he was not positive
enough to commit himself.
A moment more, and he knew he was not wrong.
"Teddy, if you will read the words on the side of that boat
nearest to us, you will understand, I think.
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