"At the Peak," he said vaguely. Then he stepped into his rowboat
and before anyone could question him further he was pulling up the
lake.
"Well, I'll be hung! Excuse me ladies, but I am that surprised,"
said Ben apologetically. "Say, that fellow knows about the kids,
and we've got to follow him. But how?"
"In my motor boat," proposed Cora quickly. "We could overtake him
in that before he had any idea we were following him!"
"Have you a motor boat? Good! Where is it? Here, I'll call Dan.
He kin run faster than a deer. Dan! Dan! Dan!" shouted the old
man, and from a nearby rowboat, where, evidently, some boys were
having some sort of a harmless game, Dan appeared. He was a tall
youth, the sort that seems to grow near the water. "Hey Dan, I want
you to go where this girl tells you, and fetch her boat," said Ben.
"Quick now, we've got something to do."
"It's up at the new camp," said Cora. "It's the new boat you must
have seen come up this afternoon."
"Oh, yes'm, I know it, and I know where it is," replied the lad, and
then he was off, his bare feet making no sound. He called back
through the darkness "Got any oil or gas?"
"Yes," replied Cora, and away he ran.
"Ain't he a regular dock rat," said Ben with something like pride in
his voice.
"I hope we do not lose sight of that man," remarked Cora.
"Oh Jim can't pull as hard as he thinks, especially on a lazy day
when he has been out some," affirmed Ben.
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