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Updated: June 2, 2025
"You'll get no objection from me. Or from Tony and Zircon either." "I can buy presents for the family," Scotty said slowly. "I do, on birthdays and Christmas. But I've always wanted to give Dad something really special, something to tell him how I feel about being taken into the family." Rick nodded. He knew how Scotty felt, and he liked him all the better for it.
Zircon was sure that he would be able to follow the prescribed course by judging his distance from the reef. When all was in readiness, they loaded their gear aboard the Water Witch, including the spare tanks. Only the runaway tank was missing, and Rick had determined that its wild flight had not weakened it.
A check of their tanks with the gauge showed that only about five minutes diving time remained at the twenty-fathom depth, so the regulators were transferred to spare tanks. Tony and Zircon, already in trunks, donned diving gear and followed Scotty's line to the bottom. The boys waited impatiently, Scotty taking the helm to hold the boat in place.
He and Scotty plunged in, too. Working with the frogmen they rapidly assembled a treasure trove of cannon, more cannon balls, cutlasses still in good condition, and useless ship's gear. Fifteen minutes later a frantic hooting brought them in a rush to where Jonesy was holding something. Zircon and Tony got there at the same time, and soon all work had ceased while Jonesy's find was examined.
They had a sample analyzed, and so far as we can determine, it's a kind of water-soluble salt paste often used by doctors when they take electrocardiograms." The group leaned forward, interested. Rick knew the kind of stuff Steve meant, because he had once watched Zircon getting an electrocardiogram.
And there isn't much of the aft part of the ship left to explore, either. I guess tomorrow we can plan to take the captain's cabin apart board by board." "We'll need Tony and Zircon for hard labor like that," Scotty answered. "Notice how quickly you get tired down there? Also, we use air a lot faster when we work." "Let's just sort of make a survey this time," Rick suggested.
Zircon leaned over Tony to look out the window, and Rick had to compensate in a hurry because the big scientist's weight threw the plane out of trim. Then Scotty, just as eager, leaned over to Rick's side and the trim had to be corrected again. The island was a travel agent's wildest dream.
Besides, there were supplies and equipment to be picked up and charts to be obtained, and the Sky Wagon needed to have the tank topped off, since they couldn't very well carry aviation gas to the island. Reluctantly, Rick asked, "Anyone want to see anything else?" "Not me," Hobart Zircon said flatly. "I want to get to Charlotte Amalie so we can get started back.
"Better see about the one upstairs," he advised. "I'll watch this one." "I fired at his hand, but I was high," Scotty told him. "He got it in the shoulder. He won't get far." Zircon and Briotti charged around the corner of the hotel in pajamas and slippers, followed by other guests and members of the hotel staff. "We had a little trouble," Rick explained briefly.
Whoever spotted it was to drop off his board, secure the line to the wreck, and let the float rise to the surface. In that way, they would have a guide. Each boy took one of the units and fastened it to his weight belt. "We're off!" Zircon called. "Ready?" The boys yelled that they were. Rick fitted his mouthpiece and checked the seal of his mask.
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