CHAPTER XV A TRAP IS BAITEDThe tender, its engine missing badly, turned its attention to the man in the water, but before it could get to him or near him Sandy, Dick and Larry saw that he caught the tail assembly of the amphibian and scrambling over the fuselage as the craft picked up speed, fell flat on his stomach just behind the pilots place and clung tightly while the craft got on the step and went into the air in a swift moil of foam and a roaring of its engine.
FORE:All right, Dick, Sandy replied to the chum who had just spoken. Youve answered Larrys question.If the stick was jammed, it might be possible to get into the fuselage. There he might operate the elevator cable by hand enough to get that nose up more, flatten the glide, maybe enough to enable Larry, who alone had a stick, to swing around and come down on landsomehow.