“The second boat is Mr. Blake’s,” said the father of the Curlytops. “He’s the storekeeper at the point. And Mr. Addison, the deputy sheriff, is in with him. They helped get Skyrocket back, you know.”
“Maybe they’re going to arrest the Gypsies that had Skyrocket,” said Ted, leaning over to pat his dog, that had come out in the storm with the children.
“No, they wouldn’t be out on the lake if they were after the Gypsies,” said Uncle Ben.
“Maybe the men in the wreck were Gypsies,” suggested Ted. “Look! They’re rowing away fast!”
This was true enough. The two men who had been spilled out of the motor boat, which now seemed to be sinking, were rowing away as fast as they could.
“And Mr. Blake’s boat is chasin’ ’em!” exclaimed Tom.
“No, Mr. Blake’s boat is going up to the wreck,” said Daddy Martin, as he looked through the telescope. “I think we’d better go out there, too,” he added to Uncle Ben.
“All right. Just as you say,” was the answer, and the sailor began to get out the oars.
“We’ll go in the big motor boat,” decided Daddy Martin. “At first when I thought we’d have to pick up the men, I thought the rowboat would be best. But now I think it will be better to go in the motor boat. We can get there more quickly, and if there is anybody left on the sinking boat we can take them off.”
“Oh, can’t we go if you go in the motor boat?” begged Ted.