“We’ll go up town and get you dried out, Pep,” remarked Frank. “I say, fellows, I’m inclined to believe that we’re going to find an opportunity of some kind here at Seaside Park. The little hotel we inquired at seems to be the cheapest in the place, and we had better make arrangements there for a sort of headquarters, even if we don’t stay here more than a day or two.” “That suits,” nodded Randy. “The man offered a double room on the top floor for a dollar, and we can pick up our meals outside.” The three chums concluded the arrangement at the Beach Hotel. Fortunately each had brought an extra suit of clothes on his journey, and Pep was placed in comfortable trim once more. Then they sallied forth again to make a tour of the parts of the little town they had not previously visited. “Just look at the crowds right within a stone’s throw of the place we are thinking of renting,” said Pep, as quite naturally they wandered back to the empty store so suited to their purposes and so desired by each. “Yes, and it keeps up from almost daybreak clear up to midnight,” declared Randy. “Why, Frank, we could run three shifts four hours each. Just think of it--twelve shows a day. Say, it would be a gold mine!” “I agree with you that it looks very promising,” decided Frank. “We must do some close figuring, fellows.” “Let’s go inside and look the building over again,” suggested Pep, and this they did. “Why, hello!” instantly exclaimed the owner. “Back again?” “Yes, Mr. Morton,” replied Frank, pleasantly. “Shake!” cried the old fellow, dropping a hammer he held and in turn grasping a hand of each of his juvenile visitors. “You’ve some pluck, the three of you. That was the neatest round-up I ever saw. What you been before? Life saving service?” “Why, hardly----” began Frank. “Well, you got those people off that burning motor boat slicker than I ever saw it done before. Look here, lads, business is business, and I have to hustle too hard for the dollars to take any risks, but I like the way you do things, and if I can help you figure out how you may take a lease on the premises here and make something out of the old barracks, I’m going to favor you.” “We shall decide this evening, Mr. Morton,” said Frank. “Well, you’ve got an option on the place till you are ready to report, no matter who comes along.” “Thank you,” bowed Frank. “Oh, I do so hope we can make it!” exclaimed the impetuous Pep. They were hungry enough to enjoy a hearty meal at a restaurant. Then they found themselves tired enough for a resting spell. Their room at the hotel was a lofty one, but it commanded the whole beach and afforded an unobstructed view of the sea for miles. The chums arranged their chairs so as to catch the cool breeze coming off the water, forming a half-circle about an open window.