“Go after them!” Arnold jumped toward the throttle and pulled it down, and the Frolic, responding instantly, leaped forward as Toby unhesitatingly swung the wheel over.
CHAPTER VI
PURSUIT AND CAPTURE
“I don’t believe we can catch them,” Toby muttered, his eyes on the tiny dark spot half a mile away. “And if we do we’ll probably get filled with bullets.”
“Who do you suppose they are?” asked Arnold, excitedly. Toby shook his head.
“I don’t know, but that launch of theirs can certainly go. What can the Frolic do at her best, Arn?”
“Twelve, or a little better. How fast are they going?”
“Can’t tell. Not more than that, I guess. She’s smaller than this, and sits pretty low. Built for speed, I’d say. I wonder if they really swiped anything.”
“They must have tried to, anyway. Where’s that oil can?” Arnold found it and doused the engine liberally. Not being able to see very well, he took no chances, and oiled everything at hand and turned down the grease-cups.