"Dad may be on that schooner!" supplemented Tom.
Dick gazed up and down the stream. A rowboat was coming along, manned by two boys. Dick gave the lads a hail.
"Hi! want to earn a dollar quick?" he asked.
"How?" questioned both lads, in a breath.
"See that schooner? We want to get on board of her as quickly as possible."
"All right—but let us see the dollar first," answered one of the lads, shrewdly.
The rowboat came to the dock and the three Rovers leaped on board. Dick produced a dollar bill, and the boys commenced to row with all the power at their command.
In the meantime the first rowboat had reached the schooner's side and the men and the sailor had gone on board. The boat was tied fast to the stern and orders were given to the captain of the tug to go ahead.
"Stop! stop! You rascals!" cried Tom, as the schooner commenced to move down the Hudson. And in his anger he shook his fist at those on the vessel.
At first the actions of the boys attracted no attention. Then there was a stir on the rear deck of the craft.
"Somebody in a rowboat, calling to you,"
