"Helen and Ruth are good fellows," returned Tom, with emphasis. "They're quite as good fun as the ordinary boy—of course, not you, Bobbins, or Busy Izzy here; but they are all right."
"What do you think of that Nita girl?" asked Busy Izzy, suddenly.
"I believe there's something to her," declared Bob, with conviction. "She ain't afraid of a living thing, I bet!"
"There is something queer about her," Tom added, thoughtfully. "Have you noticed how that Crab fellow looks at her?"
"I see he hangs about her a good bit," said Isadore, quickly. "Why, do you suppose?"
"That's what I'd like to know," returned Tom Cameron.
They were now where Phineas had told them bass might be caught, and gave their attention to their tackle. All three boys had fished for perch, pike, and other gamey fresh-water fish; but this was their first casting with a rod into salt water.
"A true disciple of Izaak Walton should be dumb," declared Tom, warningly eyeing Isadore.
"Isn't he allowed any leeway at all—not even when he lands a fish?" demanded the irrepressible.
"Not above a whisper," grunted Bob Steele, trying to bait his hook with his thumb instead of the bait provided by Phineas. "Jingo!"
