"Nat Poole is out in his motor boat," said Roger. "He has Link Merwell with him."
"I think the best thing Nat can do is to drop Merwell," was Ben's comment. "Merwell is getting reckless. I've seen him in town half a dozen times, hanging around the poolroom, smoking."
"Yes, and he drinks," said Roger. "Sometimes I really think he ought to be reported to Doctor Clay."
"Yes, but who wants to do it?" asked Phil. "Nobody wants the reputation of a tale-bearer."
"He certainly ought to be expelled if he is going to lead others astray," was Dave's comment. "I suppose some of us ought to talk to Nat about it. But Nat is so conceited he thinks he knows it all, and it would be mighty hard to tell him anything."
"Hark! I hear a motor boat now!" cried Ben. "It must be behind those overhanging trees."
"Here it comes," said Roger. "I declare, it's Poole's boat and he and Merwell have several young ladies aboard!"
As the motor boat came closer the boys saw that the young ladies were Vera Rockwell, Mary Feversham, and a stranger.
"I didn't know those girls would go out with Poole and Merwell," was Phil's comment.
"Nor I," added Roger.
