"You're right, Carl," laughed Matt. "It took a pretty bright fellow to do that; and your brightness flashed up at just the right time."
"And then flashed out again," said Dick, with a wink at Matt, "and we haven't seen it since."
"Vell, meppy," observed Carl. "Anyvay, subbose Glennie oxblains vat he means ven he say dot luck vears so many tisguises as der Chaps. I nefer see luck but in two vays—von iss goot luck, und der odder iss pad luck. I can shpot dose fellers so far as I can see dem."
"Do you know good luck when you see it, Carl?" went on Glennie.
"Don'd I say dot? Sure I do."
"Well, was meeting those convicts good luck or bad for Motor Matt and the rest of the motor boys?"
"Vat a foolish kvestion!" muttered Carl. "It vas pad luck righdt from der chump off. Ditn't Modor Matt, und you, und Tick come pooty near going off der poat drying to ged dose fellers? Vas dot goot luck?"
"Well," went on Glennie, "what was it when Captain Sandoval made up with Motor Matt and went after the Japs' steamer, thereby leaving us free to proceed north without having anything to fear from the Sons of the Rising Sun?"
"Dot kvestion iss more foolish as der odder," said Carl disgustedly; "dot vas goot luck."
"Then if we hadn't had the bad luck we couldn't have had the good luck."