They jetted off down the waterway, Ted pressing the accelerator pedal down to shove the boat along as fast as it could safely go. They whirled into the Main Canal and sped toward the science building where the doctors had their offices. Along the way, the boys could see that theirs wasn’t the only aerial that had been blown down. They could see space-suited figures on the individual houses working on the webs of wires and poles.
Some whee birds appeared out of nowhere and flew down to perch on the boat and serenade Ted and Randy with their strange chants. However, the boys were in no mood for them now, and presently the friendly birds flapped off as though they realized they were not wanted.
Before reaching the building, the boys saw a boat speeding right at them.
“Look out!” Randy warned. “He’s coming straight at us.”
But the boat pulled up just beside the craft occupied by Ted and Randy.
“Are you the Kenton family?” the single occupant asked over his radio.
“Yes, sir!” Ted answered quickly. “Are you the doctor?”
“Yes,” the man answered. “The storm has held me up. How’s your sister, Son?”
“She’s bad off, sir,” Ted answered. “That’s why I had to come for you.”
“Turn your boat around and don’t spare the horses, as they used to say,” the doctor said. “I’ll be right behind you.”