The tug came booming on, and they could see that there were quite a
number of people aboard.
"What if some of them are from Bloomsbury?" suggested Andy. At which his
cousin laughed.
"You didn't stop to think twice before you made that break, Andy," he
remarked. "Tell me, by what conveyance could they have got to the lake
ahead of us, when we came through by lightning express at the rate of
nearly a hundred miles an hour at times? But I can see they are
expecting to take charge of our friends here, because there's an officer
aboard. Just keep where you are, Casper; your goose is cooked, and
there's no need of making matters worse."
The man settled back again with a growl, and then burst out into a
reckless laugh.
"Small difference it makes, I guess, boys, how the thing's done, so
long as we've got to go to the lock-up. You might just as well have the
credit for the job as anybody; and man to man, now I want to say that
I'm full of admiration for the fine way you handled that hydroplane of
yours. If so be you're the Bird boys I've been hearing so much about,
you've got the making of crack-a-jack aviators in you. That's about all
from me now."
The tug came alongside, and the two men were assisted aboard, where the
police officer saw that they were promptly ironed.
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