"Right you are, Oscar. He ought to be hung!"
"Rather say, captured. Don't you remember that there is a reward of fifty thousand dollars out for his apprehension?"
"By Jove, that's so! I'd like to obtain that reward."
"He ought to be captured, the sneak! I don't believe he can run our boat."
"He may run her after a fashion. But sooner or later he is bound to get into a tight hole and then he won't know what to do."
Half an hour more dragged by, and the Holland began to sink by jerks, showing that the man who was running the power was new at the business.
She descended a distance of fifty feet and came to a stop.
Then the new engineer began to experiment with the power, and moved the boat backward with a number of other jerks, and then forward slowly and unevenly.
"He's trying hard to get there," muttered Andy.
"He can't run her smoothly enough to do service with," returned Oscar. "Wait, I have an idea!" he added, suddenly.