Ethan did not like the looks of Lawry's brother. His bloated face was against him, and the young engineer, without knowing anything more about him than his swaggering manner and red face revealed, wished he had stayed away a few days longer. "I'll go in and see the old woman, and get some breakfast; then I'll go up with you and see what you are doing," said Ben Wilford. "We are going up as soon as Lawry comes back," answered Ethan, pointing to the ferry-boat. The dissolute young man, who had just been discharged from his situation as a deck-hand on one of the steamers, for intemperance and neglect of duty, sauntered into the house; and the fresh breeze soon brought the impatient Lawry to the shore. "Lawry, we have got some help," said Ethan. "Who?" "Your brother has just come." "Ben?" asked the young lad, a troubled expression gathering on his face. "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."