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"And see, a rowboat is alongside!" "Maybe we are just in time," added Sam. "I hope so." Without delay, the motor-boat was headed in the direction of the Ellen Rodney. As they drew closer they saw but one man on the deck of the schooner, a burly fellow who looked like a sailor. "Schooner ahoy!" shouted Dick, as they ran alongside. "Ahoy, the motor-boat!" cried the burly man, coming towards them.
At the same time she did not cease paddling. The rowers saw the breeze coming, too, and, bending their backs, sent the water flying from their oars. They managed to keep ahead of it. Both boats were now within a furlong of the river-head. The race seemed over. The rowboat drew even with the dugout, and they looked into their pursuers' faces, red with exertion and distorted in cruel triumph.
When he was half way out to the rowboat where Migwan and Gladys sat waiting, the Captain's feet suddenly shot out of the water right beside him. Dropping the oars he caught hold of the feet and pulled the Captain into the boat. "What's the matter? What happened?" they all asked as the Captain shook the water out of his eyes and looked around with a relieved expression.
"It just tilts a bit, with the weight of so many on one side. It couldn't capsize if it tried." In another moment the three were in the roomy cockpit and Tom had made the empty rowboat fast to the stern. He was about to start up when from another boat, containing two little girls and two slightly larger boys, came a plaintive cry: "Oh, mister, give us a ride!" "Sure!" agreed Tom pleasantly.
"Who would have thought he'd have a motor-boat waiting for him? He planned this well." There was nothing to do but turn back. Tom had a small rowboat and a sailing skiff on the lake, but his boathouse was some distance away, and even if he could get one of his craft out, the motor-boat would soon distance it. "He's gone!" thought the searcher regretfully.
"That rascal who escaped!" "It can't be he is in the vault." "Come, see for yourself. Quick!" Three men came rushing to the spot, and the rowboat was hauled close to the dock. The counterfeiters pounced upon Adam Adams, and by the time he had recovered his senses, he was again a close prisoner. Then Matlock Styles appeared. "He is a wizard!" ejaculated the Englishman.
Frank said nothing further, but guided the vessel according to instructions. Behind, the rowboat had given up the chase, but now, from other parts of the harbor, from which the Bismarck was fast speeding, came sounds of confusion. Searchlights came to play upon the Bismarck. Von Ludwig sighed deeply. "I was in hopes we would get away without trouble," he said, "but it seems we won't.
"Ay, ay, sir!" "Then get out one of the boats," shouted Clif. As he saw the men struggling forward to reach the nearest rowboat he turned suddenly on his heel. He had something else to attend to for a moment. It was an errand of mercy. Those shrieking wretches were all bound to the railing of the doomed ship, and Clif would never have forgiven himself if he had left them there.
The boys reached the Whiteside pier without seeing the girls or the boat. Scotty put the plane into a tight circle and looked at Rick helplessly. "Now what?" "They can't have gone far," Rick mused. "Not in the rowboat." "They had the aqualungs," Scotty pointed out. "They must have expected to use them." "Right. But how?
To one who has never witnessed the difficulties of propelling a rowboat through the heavy breakers of some of these Philippine coast towns, it would be hard to appreciate the struggles of the Signal Corps to land shore ends at the different cable stations.
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