Identifier: motorboatclubatn00hanc (find matches)
Title: The motor boat club at Nantucket; or, The mystery of the Dunstan heir
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Hancock, H. Irving (Harrie Irving), 1868-1922
Subjects: Children's stories, American
Publisher: Philadelphia, Henry Altemus Co
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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e I am,and just why, too. This was uttered so candidly that Halsteadwondered if he had taken leave of his ownsenses. There could be no doubt at all thatyoung Dunstan believed every word he was ut-tering. Your father knows youre here? Tom in-sisted questioningly. Of course he does. Its by his orders thatI am here and that I am keeping quiet. Andnow, clear out. Ive talked to you more than isright. I know what you and your chum are—a pair of slippery eels! You say your father knows You say he ordered you Tom went on vaguely. Ted Dunstan, do you think youre telling the truthor anything like it! And who on earth shouldyou Clear out of this, ordered the Dunstanheir firmly. I dont like to see you get intoany trouble, but Im not going to listen to youany longer. My father can tell you about this,if he has a mind to. Ive no right to talk aboutit and I wont. Now if you can swim as well asyou say you can, prove it and reach shore onthe double-quick. Pedro! Pedro! Wake up!Now you git, Halstead!
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Clear Out of This! Ordered the Dunstan Heir. 103 AT NANTUCKET 105 But Ted persisted the dumfounded young skipper. Well, stay, then, and let Pedro get his handson you, defied the Dunstan heir. Pedro!Arent you going to wake up? Coming, chile, sounded a drowsy voice, fol-lowed by the noise of heavy movements. Dazed, thunderstruck, his mind wholly be-fuddled by this astounding turn to the mystery^Tom Halstead did not linger. He knew too wellwhat was likely to happen to him if he fell intoPedros hands. Slipping over the side, Tom cast off from therope, striking out strongly, swiftly for the shorewhich was distant not more than one hundredand fifty feet. Thats him! cried Ted Dunstan, pointing,and forgetting his grammar in his excitement.Thats one of those slippery boys. He had thecheek to say he had come to rescue me. He did, hey? Huh! Ise gwine fix him!uttered the black man savagely. * Jest yo wait,chile, twell Ise bring out dat shotgun. Oh, no, no, Pedro! Not that! pleaded Tedin sudden di

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