Would it prove to be the ARROW?
The put-put became louder now. Mr. Damon was standing up, as if
that would, in some mysterious way, help. Then suddenly the other
boat came into view. Tom saw it in an instant and knew it for the
ARROW.
"There she is!" he cried.
CHAPTER XVIII
THE PURSUIT
For an instant after Tom's exultant cry the men in the boat ahead
were not aware that they were being pursued. Then, as the
explosions from the motor of the RED STREAK sounded over the
water, they turned to see who was coming up behind them. There
was no mistaking the attitude of the young inventor and his
companion. They were leaning eagerly forward, as if they could
reach out and grasp the criminals who were fleeing before them.
"Put on all the speed you can, Tom!" begged Mr. Damon. "We'll
catch the scoundrels now. Speed up the motor! Oh, if I only had
my automobile now. Bless my crank shaft, but one can go so much
faster on land than on water."
The lad did not reply, but thought, with grim humor, that running
an automobile over Lake Carlopa would be no small feat. Mr.
Damon, however, knew what he was saying.
"We'll catch them! We'll nab 'em!" he cried. "Speed her up,
Tom."
The youth was doing his best with the motor of the RED STREAK.
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