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It needed but a glance to show that it was not the CARLOPA. Then, as it came nearer, Tom saw a familiar figure in it a red-haired, squint-eyed chap. "Andy Foger!" exclaimed Tom. "He's got a motor-boat! This is the surprise he spoke of." The boat was rapidly approaching him, and he saw that it was painted a vivid red.
"Landing gear out of commission. But there's no need to worry as we can descend on Lake Carlopa easily with the pontoons." "By George!" exclaimed Ned Newton, banging his fist on the instrument panel. "Ten to one this is the work of the same scoundrel who bored holes in the floats. If I could get my hands on " "I hope you'll be in a condition to do so," cut in Tom in an oddly strained voice.
"I hope you will be able to fix it up." "Oh, I think I shall," answered the new owner of the CARLOPA. "If I can't, father will help me." "Yes, you have an advantage there. Are you going to keep the same name?" and Mr. Hastings seemed quite interested in what answer the lad would make. "I think not," replied Tom.
The ARROW seemed to leap forward and for a moment was ahead of the CARLOPA, but with a motion of his hand to the spark lever Mr. Hastings also increased his speed. For a moment the two boats were on even terms and then the larger and newer one forged ahead. Tom had expected it', but he was a little disappointed. "That's doing first rate," complimented Mr. Hastings as he passed them.
Ned was Tom's most particular chum, but as young Newton was employed in the Shopton bank, the lad did not have much time for pleasure. Lake Carlopa was a large body of water, and it would take a moderately powered boat several days to make a complete circuit of the shore, so cut up into bays and inlets was it. In about an hour Tom was at Lanton, and as he neared the home of Mr.
That it would do this was almost certain, for all that morning he searched unavailingly for the ARROW. A distant mill whistle sounding over Lake Carlopa told him it was noon. "Dinner time," he announced to himself. "Guess I'll run up along shore in the shade and eat."
He was assaulted and carried far away in an automobile. In an attempt to capture the gang in a deserted mansion, in the woods on the shore of Lake Carlopa, Tom was aided by Mr. Damon, of whom he had purchased the motor-cycle. The men escaped, however, and nothing could be done to punish them.
Just before they made the attempt, however, Tom became possessed of a motor-cycle. It had belonged to a wealthy man, Mr. Wakefield Damon, of Waterford, near Lake Carlopa, which body of water adjoined the town of Shopton; but Mr. Damon had two accidents with the machine, and sold it to Tom cheap.
As it would not be much out of his way, the young inventor decided to cut across the lake and stop at the sanitarium, that he might inquire about Mr. Duncan. He thought he could speed the ARROW up sufficiently to make up for any time he might lose, and, with this in mind, he headed out toward the middle of Lake Carlopa.
But Tom need not have worried on this score. He could hear the fugitive ahead of him, and marked his progress by the crackling of the underbrush. "I'm almost up to him," exulted the young inventor. Then, at the same moment, he caught sight of the man running, and a glimpse of the sparkling water of Lake Carlopa. "I've got him! I've got him!" Tom almost cried aloud in his excitement.
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