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me some bread and butter for my lunch, and I walked. I'm walking back now, and I came this way by the lake. It's a short cut.
"Then I happened to see this boat here. I like boats, so I thought it wouldn't hurt to come on board."
"Oh, no, that's all right!" said Mr. Bobbsey quickly. "I'll be glad to have you look around, though this is only a houseboat, and not built for ocean travel. So you work for Mr. Hardee, eh? What's your name?"
"Will Watson," the boy said. Mrs. Bobbsey was trying to motion to her husband to come toward her. It seemed as though she wanted to say something to him privately.
"Will Watson, eh?" went on Mr. Bobbsey. "I don't seem to know any family of that name around here."
"No, I don't belong around here," the boy said. "I come from out west—or I used to live there when I was littler. I've got an uncle out there now, if I could ever find him. He's a gold miner."
"A gold miner?" said Mr. Bobbsey, and then his wife came up to him, and whispered in