“How do you do it?” asked Rube.
The question was never answered, for Tommy called for the attention of the entire company.
“Get off the boat!” he croaked. “Eat ’em alive! He eats ’em alive! Out of the way!”
“What’s that?” demanded Buck. “Sounds like the devil has come to town!”
The watchers could hear the man on the deck swearing under his breath, and could see the man prowling in the bushes advancing toward the Rambler.
“Now’s the time to get the Rambler back,” whispered Case. “I am positive there is only the person in sight on board.”
“But where have the others gone?” asked Buck. “There were six on board.”
“There is a man in the shrubbery,” said Rube. “Well,” Case said, getting to his feet, “who’s going to make the first break?”
“Look here,” Alex put in, “what’s the matter with the rear deck? I can get to that in a jiffy.”
“Seems to me that you have all the fun,” Jule expostulated. “Why don’t you give someone else a chance?”