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"By thunder, I believe you're right, skipper!" said Ellinwood solemnly. "The dirty dog! Cookee, run that tub up to the truck again. We'll have to call the men in on this." "Oh, he was foxy, that one!" said Code bitterly. "Going out in the fog that way so all hands would think he was lost! I never remembered until this minute that the motor-dory could be run.
"Why, I seen him to-day myself in Castalia!" cried Thomas. "He's up there hirin' men to ship with him. Said he was goin' to stay all night. I know the very house he's in." "You do?" "Yes." "Do you think I could get there to-night?" "You might." Jimmie looked at his watch. "The Seal Cove mail-wagon's gone long ago, but I'll take you down in my motor-dory if you'll come right now."
Ma Schofield took note of his desire to lighten her burden, and presently permitted it to be lightened. Then they talked over the situation, and Pete finally said: "I'm sending Jimmie Thomas down to Castalia in his motor-dory to find Code. Of course, the skipper took his own dory, and we may meet him coming back. What we want to do is head him off an' keep him away from here.
They did that, shoving their crowded survivors out of the way to make room for the ceremony. The Putt! putt! putt! comes nearer and nearer. Next, from out of the blackness of the ocean they make out a little motor-dory. Balanced out on the gunwale of the little dory, when it comes nearer, they see an American bluejacket smoking a cigarette. No one else was in the dory. The dory ran alongside.
If they're all like this we're done for until we can get more." Ellinwood looked at him in amazement, his jaw sagging. "Well, who in thunder would do this?" Code laughed bitterly. "There's only one man I can think of, and that is the fellow who got my motor-dory under false pretenses. You remember how he made the cook and the boy help him get it over the side?
Once ashore, the shanghaiing was not difficult. Code had no doubt whatever that the whole plan, commencing with the disappearance of the man in the motor-dory and ending with his abduction from St. Pierre, was part and parcel of the same scheme.
"An' that ain't all. He had your motor-dory with him the one you caught us with out of Castalia." "How did he have that? I gave orders the motor-dories weren't to be used." "Wal, cookee an' the boy they was the only ones aboard tell it this way: Arry he struck a heavy school fust time he lets his dory rodin' go, an' most of his fish topped forty pound.
"That must be the motor boat that passed our camp last night," thought Hugh. "I feel sure now, surer than ever, that I heard it go by in the darkness. But it's coming over from the mainland now. Wonder who's that man at the tiller?" Down he sank again and waited. Presently the motor-dory drew up alongside the strip of beach in front of the bamboo hut and came to a standstill.
They talked rapidly in low tones until Mrs. Schofield appeared; then Jimmie helped her into the motor-dory and both men pushed off. "I cal'late I'll have it all worked out when you come back, Jim," said Pete as the engine caught the spark and the dory moved away. Mrs. Schofield turned around and fixed her sharp, blue eyes upon the giant ashore. "Peter!" she cried. "I knew there was some scheme.
As soon as Jimmie landed his passenger on Long Island he came out an' straight south to where we was. I had told Jimmie to tell Code in the afternoon where to meet us; and so, when it was black enough, the skipper got into his motor-dory and came out, too.
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