No wonder you get along,
Jack. A fellow who shows a knack for doing things that you do and
goes ahead in spite of all obstacles is bound to get on. Come on,
let me see how she can go. My boat is a lot fancier than yours, but
I doubt if she can make the same speed or last as long. Come ahead,
get aboard!"
The boys got on board, and Jack took his seat, started his engine,
took the tiller and glided out upon the river, and then down toward
the railroad station, Percival noting the speed, the smoothness with
which everything worked, and the apparent ease with which Jack
managed it all, as though he had always been used to such things.
"You're doing fine, Jack," he chuckled. "I suppose you can go
faster if you like. Will you let her out a bit?"
"Wait till I get away from the railroad station and the docks, Dick.
I'll have a clear way before me in a little while, and then I can
show off, but just now I'd rather take it easier."
"H'm! you take it easy enough as it is. Why, one would think that
you had been used to motorboats all your life."
"Not quite as long as that, Dick," with a smile. As they were passing
the railroad station they saw two big boys with not very prepossessing
faces standing on the wharf near a motor-boat moored alongside, one of
them, the biggest and most disagreeable looking, saying in a loud
voice and with a sneer which seemed habitual with him, as in fact it
was, his conversation being directed at the boys in the boat:
"Huh! Percival has hired Sheldon to run his boat for him.
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