Giant had strung all the craft together in a line, making quite a flotilla.
"They are after us—we've got to dust out lively!" cried Shep, as he and his chum struck the water's edge.
"You can't get in the Snapper," explained Whopper. "The outfit is in such a jumble there is no room."
"You stay where you are," ordered Snap. "I'll get in their rowboat and Shep can get in the canoe. There will be no hurry, once we are away from the shore."
There was little time to say more, for a crashing in the brushwood told them that the enemy was close at hand. They had missed the trail but now found it again. They came out on the lake shore while yet those on the water were close by.
"Here they are!"
"They have the boat and the canoe!"
"Where did that raft come from?"
"Good-bye!" sang out Whopper. "Hope you enjoy yourselves. You can get another boat down to Fairview, if you want one."
"You come back here!" yelled Ham Spink, in great rage.
"If you don't come back with our boats I'll have you arrested," put in Carl Dudder.