"Now, what could have become of Dora, do you suppose?"
"It's ten to one that Baxter took her off in Mumps' boat!" cried Tom. "By jinks! I think I see through this. Don't you remember the plot Josiah Crabtree and Mumps were hatching? I'll wager they are all in this, to get Dora away from her mother."
"I believe Tom is right," came from Sam. "And if that is true, Dora was taken off on a boat beyond a doubt."
"If she was it won't take very long to find her," returned Dick. "Let us go to Cedarville and see if anybody has seen the Falcon."
Dick had scarcely spoken when a small steam tug hove into sight, bound up the lake.
"There's a tug now!" exclaimed Tom. "Hi there! hi!" he yelled. "Stop!"
The captain of the tug heard him and saw him waving his hand, and, slowing up, made a half-circle toward shore.
"What's wanted, young man?" he asked. "Anything wrong?"
"Yes, a good deal is wrong," replied Tom. "Have you seen a yacht named the Falcon today?"
"No, but I saw her late yesterday afternoon," was the reply.
