"Oh, so am I," answered Tom Rover. "But an outing on the Hudson is just the best kind of a vacation. By the way, I wonder if all of our old friends will be back?"
"Most of them will be."
"And our enemies?"
"Dan Baxter won't come back," answered Dick seriously. "He ran away to Chicago with two hundred dollars belonging to his father, and I guess that's the end of him—so far as Putnam Hall and we are concerned. What a bully he was!"
"I feel it in my bones, Dick, that we'll meet Dan Baxter again," came from Sam Rover. "Don't you remember that in that note he left when he ran away he said he would take pains to get square with us some day?"
"He was a big blower, Sam," put in Tom. "I am not afraid of him. And his chum, Mumps, was a regular sneak and coward. I hope Putnam Hall will be free from all such fellows during the next term. But we—— Hold hard, Sam—there is another yacht bearing down upon us!"
Tom Rover leaped to his feet and so did Dick. Tom was right; another craft, considerably larger than their own, was headed directly for them.
"Throw her over to starboard!" sang out
