"What's more," averred Ferral, "Matt and I own the Hawk, and it's right and proper that we should be there to look after it. If there's any shooting, you fellows see that the air ship isn't hurt."
"We'll do our best to look after the Hawk," answered Harris, "but we can't forget that the capture of Brady and his men is our principal business."
"Here comes the car," announced Dennison. "Tumble aboard and we'll start off on the last lap of the chase."
[CHAPTER XIV.]
THE WOODS BY THE RIVER.
There was a wait on a siding, a little way out of town, for another car from Grand Rapids to pass on the single track of the trolley system. Five minutes were lost, and Ferral fretted and fumed.
"Take it easy, son," said Harris soothingly. "We're on the way, you know, and a little wait like this isn't going to make much of a difference."
"It might, matey," answered Ferral. "A whole lot can happen in five minutes."
At last the car got under headway again and rushed over the remaining distance.