When the boys were once more on the street Fred's indignation soon gave way to a feeling of alarm. Not only were they without any means of securing breakfast, to say nothing of their passage back to Mackinac Island, but also they might be regarded as suspicious characters. Evidently the woman keeper of the restaurant had believed they had stolen the watch. "Never mind, Fred," suggested John. "It will all come out right. We'll try it again." "We might pawn the watch," said Fred thoughtfully. "But there's no pawn shop open." "Well, there probably will be a little later. There must be a good many such shops in a place like this. I'm getting hungry." "So am I," said John fervently, "but that doesn't do me any good. There's another restaurant down yonder," he added quickly, pointing down the street as he spoke. "It's almost light now and we might try it there." "All right," said Fred. "I'm not very hopeful, but they can't do any more than throw us out." "Unless they arrest us as suspicious characters," suggested John somewhat ruefully. "We'll never know until we try anyway," said Fred resolutely. "Come on, Jack, we'll soon know what is going to happen to us. If we get into jail we'll have to telegraph the boys to bail us out." "But we don't know where the fellows are," declared John. "That's as sure as you live. I had almost forgotten about that. We certainly are having our troubles on this trip, aren't we?" By this time the boys had stopped in front of the restaurant they were seeking and at once entering they looked quickly about the room for the proprietor. CHAPTER XX PENNILESS At once advancing toward the man whom they discovered walking about the room Fred said quietly, "My friend and I are in trouble. We were out in a skiff yesterday and the little boat got to leaking so badly that we both of us had to stay in the water. We were there a half-day, and then we were picked up by a boat which did not stop at Mackinac Island and brought us straight through to Sault Ste. Marie." "Where were you?" inquired the man suspiciously as he glanced keenly at Fred. "We were staying at Mackinac Island, but had gone over across to one of the islands on the Canadian shore." "What were you doing there?" "Looking for our friends." "Where were they?" "That's what we were trying to find out," said Fred ruefully. "There were two other fellows with us and they got lost." "And you want me to give you some breakfast, is that it?" said the proprietor abruptly.