He said maybe it would be Sunday night or maybe Monday morning, but anyway, just to ride on our anchor till he came.
We didn't have any adventures going down our river and I won't bother telling you about it, because it would only be slow.

Gee, williger, a story that's being towed against the tide wouldn't have much action, would it?
I bet you'd skip.

So it's better for _me_ to skip than for _you_, hey?
But anyway, on the way down we got the boat all straightened out inside and decided just how we'd sleep.

Two patrols would sleep in the two rooms and one patrol on deck under the awning, and we decided we'd take turns that way, so each patrol would get some sleeping outdoors.
We didn't get to the Kill Von Kull till about five o'clock and I guess it was about six o'clock when we got to St.George.Oh, but there are some peachy boats in the anchorage there--regular yachts and big cabin cruisers.

And that's where our adventures began, you can bet.