"Yes; he has gone into the house to get his breakfast."
"I"ll go in and see him," added Lawry, who did not seem to be at all pleased with the news of his brother"s arrival.
It is a sad thing for a brother to behave so badly that he cannot be welcome at his own home.
Mrs. Wilford shook hands with Benjamin as he entered. She was glad to see him, and her mother"s heart went out toward him; but she was filled with doubts and fears. The young man only laughed while his mother wept at the story of the father"s crime. He sat down to his breakfast, and declared that he had come home to take care of the family.
"I hope you are able to take care of yourself, Benjamin," replied his mother, as she glanced at his bloated face.
"I always did that, mother. The old man and I couldn"t agree very well, but I reckon you and I can get along together. Lawry, how are you?" continued the returned wanderer, as his brother entered the room.
"Very well; how are you, Ben?" answered Lawry, as he shook hands with his brother.
"First-rate. How about the steamboat, Lawry?"
"She"s all right; or, she will be, when we get her up."
"Do you think you can raise her?"
"I know we can."
"Well, I heard all about her up in the village, and I have come home to help you. I know all about steamboats, you know."
"What did you leave your place for?"
"The captain and I couldn"t agree. I"m going to run an opposition line."
"Are you?"
"I am; bet your life I am."
"Where will you get your boats?"
"Don"t want but one; and they say your boat is the finest little craft that ever floated on the lake."
"She is, without a doubt."
"Well, we can take some money out of the captain"s pocket, at any rate. We"ll make a fortune out of your boat, Lawry, if we get her up."
"I shall get her up by tomorrow night."
"I"ll help you, Lawry."
"We don"t need any help at present. I must go now, for Ethan is waiting for me."
"Who"s Ethan?"
"Ethan French; he is the engineer of the steamer," answered the young pilot, moving toward the door.
"Hold on a minute, Lawry, and I"ll be ready to go with you. I can show you how to do the business."
"I know now."
"You"re smart, Lawry; but you"re not so old as I am."
"I"m old enough to do this job."
"You haven"t seen so much of steamboats as I have."
"Now, Benjamin, you mustn"t interfere with Lawry"s work," interposed Mrs. Wilford. "He knows what he is about."
"I"m not going to interfere with him; I"m only going to help him."
"If you really want to help me, I"ll tell you what you can do," said Lawry.
"What"s that?"
"You can run the ferry."
"Run the ferry!" exclaimed Ben. "Why, I know more about steamboats than you and your engineer put together. Do you suppose I"m going to run a ferry-boat when there"s a job of this sort on hand?"
"You can help more in this way than in any other," persisted Lawry.
"Run a ferry-boat!" sneered Ben; "that isn"t my style."
"We don"t need any help on the steamer."
"Yes, you do. At any rate, I"ll go down and see what you are about."
"What"s that rock for?" he demanded, pointing to the sinker which lay on the skids.
"To sink the casks with," replied Ethan; and he explained the process by which the hogsheads were attached to the hull of the _Woodville_.
"Well, Lawry, if you had been studying seven years to get up the stupidest thing that could be thought of, you could not have got up a more ridiculous idea than this," said Ben, laughing contemptuously.
"How would you raise her?" asked Lawry quietly.
"Well, I wouldn"t do it in this way, I can tell you. If you want me to take this job in hand for you, I"ll do it. You might as well try to raise the Goblins as the steamer in this way."
"It is very easy to condemn the method," added Ethan indignantly; "but it isn"t so easy to find a better one."
"You say you don"t want any help from me," said Ben.
"If you can tell me any better way, I should like to hear it,"
replied Lawry.
"If you want me to raise your steamer, say the word."
"Let me know how you intend to do it, first," persisted Lawry. "It"s easier to talk than it is to do."