It stopped when we were out in
the middle of the lake and we had to row. I'm sick of motor
boating."
"Suppose I fix it for you?" went on Tom.
"If you do, I'll pay you well."
"I wouldn't do it for pay--not the kind you mean," continued the
young inventor.
"What do you mean then?" and Andy's face, that had lighted up,
became glum again.
"Well, if I fix your boat for you, will you let me run it a little
while?"
"You mean show me how to run it?"
"No, I mean take it myself. Look here, Andy, my boat's been
stolen, and I thought you took it to get even with me. You say
you didn't--"
"And I didn't touch it," interposed the squint-eyed lad quickly.
"All right, I believe you. But somebody stole it, and I think I
know who."
"Who?" asked Sam Snedecker.
"Well, you wouldn't know if I told you, but I suspect some men
with whom I had trouble before," and Tom referred to Happy Harry
and his gang. "I think they have my boat on this lake, and I'd
like to get another speedy craft to cruise about it and make a
further search. How about it, Andy? If I fix your boat, will you
let me take it to look for my boat?"
"Sure thing!" agreed the bully quickly, and his voice for once was
friendly toward Tom. "Fix the engine so it will run, and you can
use the RED STREAK as long as you like.
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