Besides, with two boats to
run back, for I must return Andy's to him, I don't see how I can
do it very well unless you operate one, Mr. Damon."
"Excuse me, but I can't do it. Bless my slippers, but I would be
sure to run on a rock! The best plan will be for you to tow your
boat and I'll ride in it and steer. I can do that much, anyhow.
You can ride in the RED STREAK."
Tom agreed that this would be a good plan. So, after temporarily
bracing up the tank in the ARROW, it was shoved out into the lake
and attached to Andy's craft.
"But aren't you going to make a search for those men?" asked Mr.
Damon when Tom was ready to start back.
"No, I think it would be useless. They are well away by this
time, and I don't fancy chasing them through the woods, especially
as night is coming on. Besides, I won't leave these boats."
"No doubt you are right, but I would like to see them punished,
and I am curious enough to wish to know what object that scoundrel
could have in ripping out the blocks that served as a brace for
the tank."
"I feel the same way myself," commented the lad, "especially since
this is the second time that's happened. But we'll have to wait,
I guess."
A little later the start back was made, Mr. Damon steering the
ARROW skillfully enough so that it did not drag on the leading
boat, in which Tom rode.
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