The Motor Boat Club and The Wireless Part 9
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"Wait a moment, then," said Captain Tom, apprehensively. "I've an idea."
He crept back into the motor room, again striking a match. By the aid of this feeble light he found his way to the pa.s.sageway that connected the motor room and the cabin under the bridge deck. After a brief inspection he hurried back to his comrades.
"The pa.s.sage door is padlocked on the motor room side," he whispered.
"Our pirates had no key to unlock that with. Now, can you walk the deck as though your shoes were soled with loose cotton?"
"Yes," grumbled Hank, disjointedly, "but the snare-drum solo my teeth are doing may make noise enough to give me away."
"Cram your handkerchief between your teeth," retorted Captain Tom, practically. "Come along, fellows. But hold your clubs ready in case your feet betray you."
Stealing along, each holding to the edge of the deck house with one hand, the motor boat boys approached the after hatchway. This, evidently for purposes of ventilation, had been left partly open.
Nudging his comrades to pause, Joe, bending so low as to be almost flat on the deck, prowled further aft.
There, in the darkness, he used his eyes to find out what might be down in the cabin. Then he came back.
"Eight tough-looking men in the cabin," he whispered, in Tom Halstead's ear.
"Is Anson Dalton one of them?"
"Yep."
"Hurrah! Then we've bagged him, at last!"
"Have we, though?" muttered Joe Dawson, dubiously.
"Well, we're going to," declared Tom, radiantly. "My boy, we're going to cut out of this cove with, the whole crew held in down there."
"Hope so," a.s.sented Joe, not very enthusiastically.
"Why, we've got to," argued Halstead. "If we don't, then that crew would have the upper hand, instead, and make penny jumping-jacks of us until they saw fit to let us go. But wait a moment. I must get back and have a look at them."
This time it was the young skipper who crawled aft. Joe and Hank followed part of the way, holding their sticks in readiness in case Dalton and his men discovered their presence.
"I reckon, Cap, you'll find you've got the right crowd for to-night's work," a rough voice was declaring, as Halstead came within ear range.
"Now, don't you men misunderstand me," replied Anson Dalton in a smooth yet firm voice. "I'm not paying you for any piratical acts. I have to give a little heed to the laws of the land, even if you fellows don't. What I want is this: At about two in the morning, when, most likely, everyone will be asleep except the one who is nursing the fellow Clodis, it is my plan to run in at Lonely Island's dock. We'll get quietly up to the house, suddenly force the door, and rush in.
But, mind you all, there's to be no riot. Your numbers, and your rough appearance, will be enough to scare the folks of the bungalow.
The two of you that I've already picked out will rush in with a stateroom door and one of the stateroom mattresses. With this for a stretcher, you two will get Clodis carefully and gently down to this boat. Then we'll sail away, and I'll tell you what to do next. But remember, no violent a.s.sault on anyone--no lawlessness, no hurting anyone badly. Trust to your numbers and suddenness. There's some baggage, too, in the bungalow, that I mean to bring away with me. I'll make off with it in the confusion."
"Oh, will you?" wondered Captain Tom Halstead, his jaw settling squarely.
Then, tiptoeing softly over to where Hank waited, the young skipper whispered something in that youth's ear. Hank fled quietly forward, but returned with a snap-padlock, the ring of which was open. With this in his hands Tom stole back aft, this time going close, indeed, to the hatchway.
"Hey! Someone on deck," roared an excited voice below.
There was an instant babel of voices, a rus.h.i.+ng of feet and a general rumpus below. Two men in the van raced for the hatchway.
Slam! snap! click! Tom Halstead swung the hatchway door shut, forced the stout hasp over the staple and fastened the padlock in place!
CHAPTER VI
CARRYING DANGEROUS LIVE "FREIGHT"
"Cooped!" chuckled Joe Dawson, jubilantly.
Yet his voice could not much more than be heard above the racket that sounded below. Anson Dalton and his seven rough men were raising a hubbub, indeed.
"Smash the door down!" roared Dalton.
"Maybe we kin do it, boss, but the hatch is a stout one, and we ain't jest 'zactly fixed for tools," replied another voice.
After a few moments the fruitless hammering with mere fists subsided.
In that time Hank b.u.t.ts had raced forward, and now was back again with a prize that he had caught up from a locker near the motors. This was nothing more nor less than the hitching weight that Hank had once made very nearly famous, as described in the preceding volume, "THE MOTOR BOAT CLUB OFF LONG ISLAND."
"Let 'em get out if they can," advised Hank, grimly. "This for the feet, or the head, of the first roustabout that shows himself!"
Joe now raced forward to set the motors in motion. Though the young trio had temporary command of the deck, there was no telling how soon they would be overwhelmed. Every moment must be made to count.
Captain Tom, grasping his stick, stood by to help Hank in case the furious ones below succeeded in breaking out.
Hardly any time pa.s.sed before the rhythmic chugging of the motors came to the young skipper's delighted ears. Then Joe waved his arms as a signal from the raised deck forward. Halstead swiftly joined his chum.
Together they got the anchor up, stowing it well enough for the present.
"Now, you'd better get back to Hank, hadn't you?" quivered Joe. "I can handle speed and the wheel, too."
"Bless you, old Joe!" murmured Captain Tom, fervently, and raced aft.
Dawson leaped to the wheel, at the same time setting one of the bridge controls so that the "Restless" began to move forward under slow speed. This move came just in time, for, even in the cove, the water had motion enough to threaten the yacht with grounding.
But now alert Joe Dawson swung the boat's head around, pointing her nose out of the cove.
"Get that hatch down in a hurry!" sounded Anson Dalton's hoa.r.s.e voice, imperiously. "If you don't, we'll all be tight in a worse trap than this."
Blows with fists and feet resounded once more. Then, after an instant's pause, came the slower, harder thump-thump which told that one of the strongest of those caught below was using his shoulder, instead. Soon two cracks seamed the surface of the hatch door.
"Good! Go at it hard!" encouraged the voice of Dalton. "Batter it down. It will be worth money--and freedom--to you and to us all!"
"Yes, just clear a pa.s.sage, and see what happens!" roared back Tom Halstead, as soon as he could make his own voice heard distinctly.
"Don't mind the talk of those boys!" warned Dalton, angrily, as there came a pause in the shoulder a.s.saults against the hatch.
With a grin Hank raised his iron hitching weight above his head, hurling it down to the deck with cras.h.i.+ng force. Then, still grinning, he stooped to pick it up again.
That noisy thump on the deck timbers caused a brief ensuing silence down in the cabin. It was plain that Dalton and his fellows were wondering just how dangerous their reception would be in case they succeeded in breaking out.
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