to go rowing on the river thames became a favorite amusement with robert, and many an hour was spent thus, when mrs. vernon did not need him.

occasionally the lady would go with our hero, but she was now suffering from rheumatism, and the dampness affected her so that she soon preferred to remain in the cozy boarding house.

"but do not remain in on my account, robert," she said one day, on declining his suggestion to go out. "a boy like you needs all the fresh air and exercise he can get."

"i hate to go and leave you alone," he replied.

"you are with me enough. while you are gone i shall do a little fancy work and read, and perhaps lie down for a nap."

secretly mrs. vernon was much worried over the outcome of her letter to mr. farley concerning frederic's communication, but she did not let on to her young secretary.

"it will do no good," she thought. "there is already enough trouble as it is."

there was a brisk wind blowing when robert made his way to the dock where he usually hired his boat, but otherwise the day promised to be a perfect one.

our hero generally obtained his craft from an old tar named jack salter, but on reaching the landing place he was disappointed to find salter nowhere in sight.

"he must have gone out to fish," he said to himself. "i wonder if i dare take a boat without asking him? i suppose it will be all right."

he was looking the boats over when suddenly several big boys came rushing out of a building nearby and surrounded him. the leader of the crowd was sammy gump, the bully of the village.

"hi, there!" bawled sammy. "what are you doing among jack salter's boats?"

"i was going to hire one," answered robert quietly, although he did not like the looks of the crowd that surrounded him.

"hire one?" sneered sammy. "it's more than likely you were going to take one without hiring it."

robert's face flushed and his eyes blazed as he faced the bully.

"do you mean to say that i was going to steal one?" he demanded.

"never mind what i meant. you leave jack salter's boats alone."

"i believe i have as much right here as you."

"hear him!" sneered several. "don't the yankee think he's big!"

"jack salter isn't going to let you have any more boats," put in bob snipper, who was sammy gump's particular toady.

"and why not?"

"because we told jack not to," answered sammy gump. "we haven't any boats for such fellows as you."

"i think jack salter will let me have all the boats i want if i pay for them," returned robert sharply. "anyway, this is a public dock and a public business, and you have no right to interfere with my affairs."

"don't you talk like that, or you'll catch it," growled sammy.

"from you?" answered robert quickly. "perhaps you have forgotten our encounter of the other day."

"you took an unfair advantage of me then," went on the bully. "i'm going to teach you a lesson for it."

he made a signal to his companions and of a sudden all of the english boys hurled themselves upon our hero.

robert was not expecting such a combined attack, and before he could save himself he was down on his back, with three of his tormentors on top of him.

"now give it to him, fellows!" cried sammy. "pound him as hard as you can!"

"not much!" answered robert, as he let out with his foot. the blow landed on the bully's knee and made him howl with pain.

but robert could not throw the others off at once, and they hit him half a dozen times. at last he got up with a quick side movement, and hauling off he hit bob snipper such a blow that the toady lost his balance and went backward with a loud splash into the river.

"bob's overboard!" was the cry. "he'll be drowned!"

"save me! save me!" yelled snipper. "i--i can't swim!" and then throwing up both arms he disappeared from view.

"you've killed him!" cried sammy hoarsely.

"he had no right to attack me," answered robert. "but he is not dead yet, and i think we can get him ashore if we hurry."

he leaped from the dock into the nearest boat. as he cast off he looked at the others, expecting one or more to follow him to the rescue, but nobody volunteered. nearly all were too dazed to act.

snipper had gone down, and when he came up it was fully twenty feet from where the boat rode. seizing an oar, robert paddled toward the unfortunate youth.

"keep up!" he cried encouragingly. "i will help you in half a minute!"

bob snipper saw robert approaching and it gave him a little hope. he had forgotten all about how badly he had treated our hero. he made a clutch at the oar robert extended toward him, and having secured a firm hold was quickly drawn aboard of the rowboat.

"now, i guess you are all right," said robert, who was hardly excited at all.

"i--i--suppose i am," gasped the bully's toady. "i--i--am much obliged to you for hauling me out of the water."

"so you got him out, eh?" remarked sammy, as robert paddled back to the dock.

"yes."

"it wasn't much to do. i would have gone for him myself if you had given me the chance."

"there was no time to waste," was robert's brief reply. "come, you can jump ashore now," he added, to his dripping passenger.

"aren't you coming ashore?" said snipper slowly.

"no, i am going out on the river. i don't think any of you will stop me from using this boat now."

"you can take it so far as i am concerned," answered the bully's toady, with a face full of shame. "i shan't set myself up against you again, i can tell you that!"

"yes, go on and take the boat, frost," put in one of the other boys. "you're the right sort, and i'm sorry we attacked you."

one of the other boys also spoke up, expressing his regrets at the encounter. but sammy gump remained silent, his face just as sour as before.

"i'm awfully thankful he pulled me out," said bob snipper, after robert had left the vicinity of the dock. "if he hadn't i would have been drowned."

"that's right, bob," said one of the others.

"humph!" muttered sammy. "you are trying to make a regular hero out of him, when he is nothing of the sort."

"well, why didn't you come and pull me out?" asked bob.

"i was going to--but he got ahead of me."

"i can't swim, and it wouldn't have taken me long to drown, i can tell you that."

"he did very well," said another lad of the crowd. "after this i am going to be friendly with him."

"all right, dick martin, do as you please. i'll never be friendly with him," answered sammy gump, and strode away in as bad a humor as ever.

as bob snipper was soaked to the skin, there was nothing for him to do but to either go home and change his clothes, or else go bathing and let his suit dry in the meantime.

afraid of a scolding if he went home, the boy concluded to go bathing, and dick martin and one other lad accompanied him, while the others hurried away after sammy gump.

"i don't believe the american boy is half a bad sort," said dick martin, as the three moved up the thames to where there was a tiny inlet well screened with trees and bushes. "he had a perfect right to hire a boat if he wanted it and could pay for it."

"we made a big mistake to follow sammy into the game," said harry larkly, the third boy. "sammy was mad at him because of a row the two had on the road some time ago."

"after this i am going to treat him as a friend," said dick martin. "it's all tom-foolery to give him the cold shoulder just because he's an american. why, i've got half a dozen cousins in america."

"so have i," put in bob snipper. "and when my father went to boston last year the folks over there treated him first-rate. we were fools to let sammy lead us around by the nose."

"well, we'll know better next time," said harry larkly. "if sammy won't do the right thing by him, why, i'm going to cut sammy, that's all."

the swimming place was soon gained, and having placed his garments in the sun to dry, bob snipper went in for a second bath, but this time taking very good care not to go out over his depth.

the others soon followed, and went out a considerable distance, for both were good swimmers.

"why can't you swim, bob?" asked dick.

"i don't know, i'm sure. every time i try my head goes down like a lump of lead."

"that's queer."

"my brother is the same way--and my father says he could never learn either."

"it must run in the family," said harry, with a grin. "like wooden legs among soldiers. i think you can learn if you'll only try and keep cool. you get too excited."

the boys remained in the water for nearly an hour. by this time the wind and the sun had about dried bob's garments, and then all began to dress.

"hullo, what's that?" cried dick suddenly, as he pointed toward the village. "see the heavy smoke."

"it's some place on fire!" burst out bob. "i wonder what place it can be?"

all three boys ran toward the river road, putting on the last of their garments on the way.

"it's mrs. barlow's boarding house!" ejaculated dick martin. "say, fellows, this wind is going to sweep the house to the ground!"

"mrs. barlow's?" repeated harry larkly. "why, that is where that american boy and his lady companion board."

"that's so, harry," said bob. "and that is where norah gump, sammy's sister, works, too," he added. "i hope none of those people are in danger of being burnt up."