"Then we're in a pretty bad way, eh, Tom?" asked Captain Britten calmly.
"We're in a Pretty Bad Way?"
"I'll say," replied young Swift grimly. "We can't hope to reach Carlopa and there is nothing beneath us now but thick woodland. No question about it. A crack-up is the next thing on the program!"
As he finished speaking, the starboard motor emitted a groaning cough and stopped. The port engine might run for another five minutes or it might give out within the next five seconds!
The Starboard Engine Stopped
CHAPTER VI
TOM DRUGGED!