This was enough for Ted Mackay. Jumping to his feet, he announced his intention of flying there immediately.
"Give me the latitude and longitude of that island!" he demanded. "There isn't a moment to lose!"
"The what?" asked Susie, wrinkling her nose.
"Show me where it is on a map," explained Ted.
"Yeah," agreed Susie, pointing out the island on a map of the Georgia coast, which the Captain took from his desk. "But what's the grand rush?"
"You've forgotten the storm we just had!" said the young man. "The girls may be sick or dead by this time."
"Girls," repeated Susie, significantly. "It beats everything the way they fooled us—in their riding-breeches! If the Doc ever finds out he ran away from a pair of girls——"
"Never mind all that, Mrs. Slider," interrupted Captain Magee, signaling to the prison matron to take the girl away.... "Now, Mr. Mackay, is there anything I can do for you, before you go?"
"You might get me a taxi," replied Ted. "To take my wife and myself to the airport."