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One of the peg ropes caught around Flapp's leg and he was dragged over the wet ground, with his head splashing into every pool of water that he passed. "Help me! I'll be killed!" roared the tall youth. The tent was blowing along the company street and half a dozen cadets ran to the rescue, Tom with them. Some leaped on the canvas, while others held Flapp. Then the rope was cut with a knife.
"But I don't see anything of him," he added, after peering through the swinging doors. "They tell me this Sherry has a room upstairs, also for drinking purposes," returned Powell. "Maybe Flapp and his friends are up there. They wouldn't want to be seen in public, you must remember." "That is true. But how do they get upstairs through the saloon?" "There may be a back way. Let us look."
No more was said, and having paid for the book Powell walked out, with Dick behind him. "If those fellows are drinking it's a jolly shame," declared Dick, when they were out of hearing. "What do you think about it, Songbird?" "Exactly as you do, Dick." "Shall we hunt them up?" "What good will it do? Lew Flapp won't listen to what you say, and I'm sure I don't want to play the spy and report him."
"They are fairly well-to-do, and they have close personal friends who, I feel sure, would pay a good price to see the girls get home again unharmed." "You're putty young to be runnin' a game like this," came from Hamp Gouch. "Maybe, but I know just what I am doing." They walked into the living room, and Lew Flapp made an inspection of the pantry and then of Captain Starr's private apartment.
"I I don't know," was the slow reply. "How are you?" "I'm all right?" "Where are Flapp and the rest?" "They ran away." "And Harry and Joe?" "They are waiting for us, down at the turn in the road." Dick put his hand to his head, to find a big lump directly back of the ear. His ear was cut, and there was a scratch on his chin. "They didn't fight fair," he explained, when he felt a little stronger.
"Say, fellows, Moss and Davis are getting out of the window!" cried Flapp, in astonishment. "That's the way Rover and Powell must have gotten in," came from Pender. "Exactly," answered Dick, "and that proves we didn't have to stop below for liquor," he added triumphantly. "Look here, I don't mean to let those fellows go yet," blustered Lew Flapp. "Let me get at them." "Not to-night, Flapp."
"If we can catch those thieves as well as Baxter and Flapp it will be a good job done," said the owner of the stock farm. And from that moment he took a greater interest in the pursuit than ever. Night came on and still they saw nothing of the houseboat. They had gone down the river a distance of twenty miles and were now on their way back. "We've missed them," said Dick, soberly.
The fellows on board told us that they had seen a sailboat with two men in it beating up the river, and from the description we took the men to be Loring and Gouch." "How did the houseboat look?" asked Tom. One of the officers of the law gave a brief description of the Dora and told what he could of Baxter and Flapp. "It's our houseboat beyond a doubt," said Sam.
"All right, Flapp, I'll get the right fellows," answered Ben Hurdy, and ran away to fulfill his questionable errand.
Then came a race of a quarter of a mile for the little cadets and this was won by Harry Moss, with Joe Davis a close second. Lew Flapp had backed up Ben Hurdy, but cigarettes had done their work on Hurdy and his wind gave out long before the race came to a finish. "Good for you, Harry," said Dick, slapping the little cadet on the back. "That was a fine run you made.
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