Saboteurs on the River Part 26

"And they came by car?"

"Bless you, no," replied Noah wearily. "They arrived in a motorboat. Of all the pop-poppin' you ever heard! It almost drove my animals crazy."

"After they talked to you, the men went away again in their boat?"

"They started off, but as soon as they had turned the bend they switched out the motor. I wondered what they were up to, so I sneaked through the bushes and watched."

"Yes, go on!" Penny urged eagerly as Old Noah interrupted the narrative to wash another shirt. "What did the men do?"

"Why, nothing," answered the old man. "They just pulled the boat up into the bushes and went off and left it."

"The boat is still there?" Penny demanded.

"So far as I know, my daughter."

"Will you show us where the boat is hidden?" pleaded Penny. "And the dynamite cache too!"

"I am very busy now," Old Noah said, shaking his flowing locks. "I have this pesky washing to do, and then, there's all the animals to feed."

"Can't we help you?" offered Louise.

"I thank you kindly, but it would not be fit work for young ladies. If you will return tomorrow, I gladly will guide you to the place."

Penny and Louise tried their powers of persuasion, but the old man was not to be moved. In the end they had to be satisfied with a description of the site where the motorboat had been hidden. Old Noah stubbornly refused to tell them more about the cache of dynamite.

Finally, the girls said goodbye to the master of the ark, and hastened toward the river to join Sara. They were greatly excited by the information they had obtained.

"Old Noah may have talked for the fun of it," Penny declared as they struggled through the underbrush. "If not, I think we've stumbled into an important clue--one which may have a bearing on the bridge dynamiting case!"

CHAPTER 18 _PENNY'S PLAN_

Sara was waiting beside her boat when Penny and Louise came running along the muddy sh.o.r.e. Without apologizing for being so late, they excitedly related their conversation with Old Noah.

"Say, maybe that hidden motorboat is mine!" the girl exclaimed. "What did it look like?"

"We didn't take time to search for it," Penny replied. "We knew you would be waiting so we came straight here."

"Let's see if we can find it," Sara said, starting up the engine.

"Noah's animals don't like motorboats," Louise chuckled. "I suggest we do our searching afoot."

"All right," Sara agreed readily, switching the motor off again. "Lead and I'll follow."

Penny and Louise guided their companion to the mouth of Bug Run and thence along its slippery banks to a clump of overhanging willows.

"According to Old Noah's description, this should be the place," Penny declared, looking about. "No sign of a boat though."

Sara took off shoes and stockings and waded through the shallow, muddy water. Whenever she came to a clump of bushes, she would pull the branches aside to peer behind them.

"Old Noah may have been spoofing us," Penny began, but just then Sara gave a little cry.

"Here it is! I've found it!"

Penny and Louise slid down the bank to the water's edge. Behind a dense thicket, a motorboat had been pulled out on the sand. The engine remained attached, covered by a piece of canvas.

"Is it your boat, Sara?" Penny asked eagerly.

"It certainly is!" She spoke with emphasis. "The hull has been repainted, but it takes more than that to fool me."

"Any positive way to identify it?"

"By the engine number. Ours was 985-877 unless I'm mistaken. I have it written down at home."

"What's the number of this engine?"

"The same!" Sara cried triumphantly after she had removed the canvas covering and examined it. "This is my property all right, and I shall take it back with me."

"Old Noah spoke of two strangers who came here last night by boat," Penny said thoughtfully.

"The fellow who stopped at the dock probably picked up a pal later on,"

Sara commented, trying to shove the boat into the water. "My, this old tub is heavy! Want to help?"

"Wait, Sara!" Penny exclaimed. "Let's leave the boat here."

"Leave it here! Now that would be an idea! This little piece of floating wood represents nine hundred and fifty dollars."

"I don't mean that you're to lose the boat," Penny hastened to explain.

"But if we take it now, we never will catch the fellow who stole it."

"That's true."

"If we leave the boat here we can keep watch of the place and catch those scamps when they come back."

"They may not come back," Sara said, without warming to the plan.

"Besides, I've no time to do a Sherlock Holmes in the bushes. I have my dock to look after."

"Louise and I could do most of the watching."

"Well, I don't know," Sara said dubiously. "Something might go wrong. I never would get over it if I lost the boat."

"You won't lose the boat," promised Penny. "It's really important that we catch those two men, Sara. From what Old Noah said, they may be connected with the bridge dynamiting."

"What makes you think that?"