He wants his money for the other night, he says, and he intimated that if he didn't get it he'd make things hot for us." "He'd better not," glowered Bill Bender, looking up from his paper.
"We know a few things about friend Hank." "Yes, and he knows a good deal about us that wouldn't look well in print," retorted Sam gloomily.

"I wish I'd never gone into that thing the other night." "Pshaw, it was just borrowing a little money from the old man, wasn't it ?" snorted Jack.

"We'll pay it back some time." "When we get it," rejoined Sam more gloomily than ever; "and I don't see much immediate chance of that." "Oh, well, cheer up; we'll get it all right somehow," Jack assured him.
"And in connection with that I've got a scheme.

Why shouldn't we three fellows go camping after the motor-boat races ?" "Go camping--where ?" asked Bill, looking up surprised.
"Well, I would have suggested Topsail Island, but those pestiferous kids are going there, I hear.

However, there are plenty of other islands right inside the Upper Inlet.