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80 spilled on it once. The laundress couldn't get it all out. And I guess that’s all except this thermometer. Oh, the mischief! The plaguey thing's broken! Throw it away. It was just a cheap one, anyhow. There, that's the lot. What do you say?"

"I don’t know how we'd have got along without those things, Chub," said Roy, very, very earnestly. "How we could have expected to go on a cruise without a foot-ball and a hair pillow and a collapsible bucket—"

"And a pair of old trousers and a thermometer," added Dick.

"I don’t see. Do you Dick?" Dick shook his head gravely.

"We must have been crazy," he said, sadly.

"Oh, you say what you like!" responded Chub. "You'll find that all these things will come in mighty handy before we get back."

"Of course," said Roy, "even if we have to load them in another boat and tow it along behind."

"Oh, get out; there's plenty of room for this truck. You fellows are just jealous because you didn't think of them."