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The night was dark, and the two or three oil lamps that hung suspended from some of the houses facing the port threw no ray of light which extended to the shipping. It was difficult to make out against the sky the outline of the masts of the French vessel lying some twenty yards away; but presently Ned's attention was called towards her by a slight splash of her cable.
A black shawl covered her head and one arm. It was Mrs. Bourke, Buck's wife. "I thought," she said smiling, "hungry." Without further words she threw back the shawl and revealed a small tin pail. The appetizing odor made Ned's mouth water.
But he bore the storming of his hard-won privacy with a bad grace, and Mary had much to gloss over on her return. She had been greatly distressed by her favourite brother's ill-considered marriage. For, if they had not held Jinny to be John's equal, what WAS to be said of Ned's choice? Mrs.
"Broke away and eloped with himself, probably," laughed Frank. "Yes," grinned Ned, "and put on saddle and bridle before he started!" Frank's eyes now began to stick out. "S-a-a-y!" he whispered. "We'd better be getting back to camp! There's something out of whack there! If the mule could only talk!" Bradley, who had backed away at Ned's warning, now came up to the mule's head.
Dick looked wildly over the surface and then into the water, and was just going overboard to search the bottom when Ned's head appeared on the surface. At first the boy seemed confused and swam away from the canoe, but turned when Dick called to him.
Then, brother Ned took the head of the table, and brother Charles the foot; and Tim Linkinwater's sister sat on the left hand of brother Ned, and Tim Linkinwater himself on his right: and an ancient butler of apoplectic appearance, and with very short legs, took up his position at the back of brother Ned's armchair, and, waving his right arm preparatory to taking off the covers with a flourish, stood bolt upright and motionless.
Ned was certain that no one belonging in that region had had a hand in the crime, although he suspected that some of them might innocently harbor the outlaws he was in quest of. The old lady listened to Ned's story and his explanation with a startled face. "I'm sure," she said, "that no one belonging here was interested in the counterfeiting gang you boys came upon.
Ned's enthusiasm naturally infected both the Carnegy boys; they also would fain become bird-trainers on the spot, lacking all knowledge of the matter though they, naturally, did.
"You said it!" was Ned's whispered rejoinder. Tom Swift arrived at a sudden determination. Once again the motors were stopped, and the boat gradually assumed an even keel. "What are you going to try, Tom?" asked Ned. "I'm going to shove her farther into the mud bank," announced the young inventor. "I think that's the only way to get her loose." "Bless my apple pie, Tom!" cried Mr.
Ned's heart bounded so fiercely that he feared that Collins would hear its quick beats! The aviator was not there. Only two Peruvians, timid chaps at best! Mr. Thomas Q. Collins might receive his reward for his treachery sooner than he imagined, the boy thought! "Well, so long!" Collins cried. "We'll see you in the city tonight."
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