Good night, I said to myself, it's all up now; they're after Lieutenant Donnelle. They're going to search the house-boat and ask a lot of questions and I'll have to tell. When they got on board one of them said, "We just want to give you the once over, mate." Oh, didn't my heart go down to my feet. I thought it would be all right if I didn't stay around because they couldn't ask me any questions if I wasn't there. And I was on the side of Lieutenant Donnelle, I didn't care what. So I went into the galley and began straightening things out there. After a little while Westy came and stuck his head in through the window. "Are they gone?" I asked him. "Sure," he said. Then I said, "What did they want?" "They were only just inspectors," he said; "and they wanted to know if we had power." "You mean an engine?" I asked him. "Sure," he said, "because if a boat has a _fixed engine_, it has to have a license and a certain kind of whistle and bell and lights and all that." "A fixed engine?" I said, "if we had one it probably wouldn't be fixed." "They meant a stationary engine," he said, "you crazy Indian." "What else did they say?" I asked, because I was still kind of nervous. "They told us we should have a life preserver for everybody on board and a fog horn." Cracky, wasn't I relieved. "Isn't Pee-wee fog horn enough?" I said. Just the same it started me thinking about Lieutenant Donnelle again, and after I went to bed I kept on thinking about him, so I couldn't get to sleep. One thing, I knew I liked him a lot, that was sure. But now since I knew about the new law, that a motor boat has to have a license, I wondered why Jake Holden didn't have one and have the number on his boat, like everybody has to. Anyway, it was lucky for him that he didn't have any number on, because now they'd have a hard job finding him, especially because I knew he didn't give his right name. And then I began wondering about the adventure that Jake and Lieutenant Donnelle had. One thing sure, it must be pretty bad to be out on the ocean like that in a little boat and be almost dead. I was wondering if there was any more to it than Lieutenant Donnelle told me, maybe. Anyway, he'd had lots of adventures in his life, that was sure. I was glad he said we'd go on a hike some day. After a while, when I couldn't get to sleep, I got up and went out on the deck and sat in one of the big steamer chairs. Oh, it was fine. It was all pitch dark and all you could see were the lights on the boats. All of a sudden I heard a sound and saw a face and the hair round the face was all hanging down and it gave me a scare, kind of. Then I saw it was Skinny. He said, "Can I sit down alongside of you?" I said, "You ought to be in bed," and he said, "I can't go to sleep because I keep thinking and I want to stay right near you. I ain't mad at you, anyway. Were you thinking about how they got mad at you?"