"And you reckon the Peacock will go into hiding?"
"More than likely, while these Baxters carry out their little game—that is, providing your brothers are on board—and I fancy they are. I can tell ye, I fancy they are a tough crowd all around."
"Well, one comfort, the Peacock won't get very far anywhere along shore without being spotted, for the police have sent the news to all principal places."
"Well, that's a good plan. Now if we could only follow that schooner up—"
"Will you go with me in a hunt? I will willingly pay you for your services."
"I will. But we ought to have a steam tug instead of a yacht."
"I will charter one. I have already telegraphed to my father for the necessary funds," returned Dick, and he told the truth. The long telegram had gone an hour before. He had also sent word to Larry Colby, telling of the turn of affairs.
The telegram to Mr. Rover brought a characteristic reply, running as follows:
"I send you the money you want. Be careful and keep out of danger. Will come on by the first train."
The message to Larry Colby brought that student up to Detroit on the first train from Sandusky.