Anyway, old Captain Savage took me up to North Bridgeboro with him and first I was kind of scared of him, because he had a big red face and he was awful gruff.

But wait till you hear about the fun we had with him when we landed and took a peek at Peekskill.
Oh, boy! Then he said how he liked the way we stood up for Uncle Jimmy, and I guess besides he was glad about me diving and getting the key-bar, but anyway, that was easy.

So he said he was going to tow us up as far as Poughkeepsie the next Saturday, and that if we refused on account of scouts not being willing to accept anything for a service, he'd make a lot of trouble for Uncle Jimmy, because he was away.

He was only fooling when he said that.

Maybe you won't like him in the beginning, but you'll get to like him pretty soon.
So that's how we got it all fixed to go to camp, or part of the way anyway, in the house-boat.