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Bobbsey, as he steered the houseboat toward shore. "Then I think I'll take a little trip back to Lakeport." "And leave us alone?" cried Mrs. Bobbsey. "Only for a short while. I want to see some friends of mine, and find out if Mr. Hardee really has the right to fence off Lemby Creek. I don't believe he has." "Will you be back to-night?" "Oh, yes. It isn't far to Lakeport.
Certainly it seemed a good place to fish, in Lemby Creek, for there were many shady pools near the banks pools that looked as though fish swam in them, just waiting to be caught. As Harry and Bert looked more closely at the boy Nan had pointed out to them, they saw that he carried a string of fish, as well as the pole. "Oh, he's caught some!" cried Bert. "Let's ask how he does it."
"Where did you leave that boy?" "Did he get a ride to Lemby?" "Thus Bert, Freddie, Flossie and Nan questioned Mr. Bobbsey when he came home to supper after the visit to the Bluebird. "My! My!" exclaimed the lumber merchant, as he stopped in the hall to hang up his hat. "What a lot of talk all at once! Let me see whose question shall I answer first?"
"And you won't forget about trying to give that boy a ride home?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey. "No, indeed," replied her husband. "I'm going right back to the office now, and I'll take him with me. I'll let him ride on the wagon that's going nearest to Lemby." Mr. Bobbsey met Bert and the strange boy coming up. "It sure is a dandy boat!" said Will Watson with a sigh of envy.
Bobbsey decided to move the houseboat farther up the creek, almost to where the stream flowed from Lake Romano, so as to be ready to go out on the larger body of water in the morning, if everything was all right. The engine was started, and just before supper, the Bluebird came to a stop in Lemby Creek about a mile from the big lake. She was tied to the bank, and then supper was served.
"I hope he will," said Mr. Bobbsey, "for it would be too bad to have our trip spoiled." "I'll go right back with you," offered Mr. Murphy. So it happened that Mr. Bobbsey, with his friend, reached the houseboat, in Lemby Creek, shortly after dinner. "Oh, back so soon?" asked Mrs. Bobbsey. "What are you going to do, Mr. Murphy?" "Have a talk with Mr. Hardee." Mr. Bobbsey and Mr.
"Lemby Creek!" exclaimed Bert. "Isn't that the name of the place where that boy came from?" "Well, Lemby is a town on Lemby Creek," spoke his father. "Will Watson works on Mr. Hardee's farm, and that is just outside the village. Lemby Creek is about ten miles long, and by going along that we can get into Lake Romano. That is a large body of water, and there is a waterfall at the farther end."
Bobbsey told Captain White to steer toward Lemby Creek. "We'll go through the creek into Lake Romano," said the twins' father. "That is a much larger lake. We'll spend most of our houseboat vacation there. We will also visit the big waterfall." "That will be lovely!" exclaimed Dorothy. Though she lived near the sea, she also loved inland waters, such as rivers and lakes.
Others were pleasure boats, and those on board waved their hands to the Bobbsey twins and their cousins. "Are we going to travel all night?" asked Bert of his father, when Dinah called that supper was ready. "No, we are going to anchor soon. We will go a little nearer shore first, though." "And when will we start through Lemby Creek toward Lake Romano?" "Oh, in a day or so, I fancy."
Bobbsey, after a bit, "I guess the only thing for us to do is to go back, until we are anchored in some part of Lemby Creek that doesn't belong to Mr. Hardee." "Does he really own this water?" asked Bert. "Well, he says so, and I have no doubt but what he does," said Mr. Bobbsey. "If he owns land on both sides of the creek, naturally he owns the creek, too."
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