"You didn't yell loudly enough.
Why didn't you let me give them a roar?
I'll guarantee to attract the attention of any one within half a mile of me." "Run alongside, Billy.

I'm going to make somebody notice me." Billy grinned, then steered the launch up close to the "Red Rover." George rapped on the deck of the scow with a boathook.

He had rapped several times, and was again getting red in the face when some one appeared.

It was Harriet, who finally opened the door and peered out.
Her face wore an expression of disapproving inquiry.
"Good morning," called George.

The boys took off their hats.
"Why, it's George Baker," cried Harriet as though greatly surprised to see these visitors.