He was just as glad not to have Andy accompany
him in the chase, as he and the red-haired lad had never been good
friends and probably never would be. So it would cause some
embarrassment to be together in a boat all day. Then again Tom
knew he could manage the RED STREAK better alone, but, of course,
he did not want to mention this when he asked for the loan of the
craft. Andy's own suggestion, however, had solved the difficulty.
Tom had an idea that Andy felt a little timid about going in
pursuit of the thieves, but naturally it would not do to mention
this, for the squint-eyed lad considered himself quite a fighter.
Early the next morning, alone in the RED STREAK, Tom continued the
search for his stolen boat. He started out from his home dock and
mapped out a course that would take him well around the lake.
"I s'pose I could take a run to Sandport now," mused the youth as
he shot in and out of the little bays, keeping watch for the
ARROW. "But if I do dad will have to be told all about it, and,
he'll worry. Then, too, he might want to accompany me, and I
think I can manage this better alone, for the RED STREAK will run
faster with only one in. I ought to wind up this search in two
days, if my boat is still on the lake. And if those scoundrels
have sunk her I'll make them pay for it.
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