THREE:Now I mean to listen, and watch, and not suspect anybody, as if I had a dark suit and a light one to sell and Id wait to see who the different suits fitted!
THREE:Smoke! He turned the focusing adjustment a trifle. Too soon to signalit may be an oil-burning steamer and not the yachtor a rum-runner of a revenue patrolits thick, black oil smoke, the sort the yacht would giveit is a small boatyes
THREE:Sandy leaned out, a doughnut of white came shaking and swinging at the end of a rope. Dick braced himself, safety belt snapped tight, arms extended upward. Larry held his ship at flying speed and level. Once an air shift dipped the amphibian dangerously low, but Larry saw it coming and dived ten feet, then leveled again. Once more they tried to jockey into position.
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