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Updated: May 11, 2025
And after that Lew Flapp felt somewhat relieved. When the houseboat was well away from Skemport, Dan Baxter walked to the door of the stateroom in which Dora and Nellie had been confined. "Hullo, in there!" he called out. "What do you want?" asked Dora, timidly. "How is that other girl, all right?" "Ye yes," came from Nellie. "But, oh! Mr. Baxter, what does this mean?" "Don't grow alarmed.
"We ought to be getting to somewhere pretty soon," remarked Lew Flapp, after a couple of hours had passed. "Don't you think we had better turn her in toward shore?" "Not yet, Flapp; we ought to place as much distance as possible between the boat and Skemport. Remember, those Rovers will be after us hot-footed when once they learn the truth of the situation."
The order to push off was obeyed, and soon the Dora, caught by the strong current of the river, was moving down the Ohio and away from the vicinity of Skemport. The mist was now so thick that in a few minutes the shore line was lost entirely to view. "I must say, I don't like this drifting in the dark," said Flapp. "What if we run into something!" "We've got to take some risk.
This accusation brought on a bitter quarrel, and fearful that they might be killed by the gambler and his many friends who frequented the resort, Dan Baxter and Lew Flapp fled for their lives. They were followed by two thugs, and to escape molestation took refuge in a stable on the outskirts of Skemport and only a short distance from where the Dora lay.
They had other things more weighty to think about. In order to ascertain just what did become of the houseboat, it will be necessary to go back to the time when the Dora was tied up near the village of Skemport. Not far away from Skemport was a resort called the Stock Breeders' Rest a cross-roads hotel where a great deal of both drinking and gambling was carried on.
To avoid the falls in the stream, the houseboat had been taken through the canal, and during the middle of the afternoon was taken down the stream a distance of perhaps eighteen miles, to Skemport, so named after Samuel Skem, a dealer in Kentucky thoroughbreds. Fred Garrison had a friend who came from Skemport and wanted to visit him.
It was a rather silent crowd that rode into Skemport an hour and a half later. Here a doctor was roused up and sent to the stock farm, to see if Mrs. Stanhope needed him, for she was weak and might collapse completely when least expected. Once at the spot where the Dora had been tied up, another search was begun for the girls and the houseboat.
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