"That wasn't what we were trying to do."
"Well, what were you trying to do?" demanded the girl.
"Testing our boat and at the same time trying to find out what
time they could make in the Varmint II."
"Well, did you find out?"
"We found that she can go," answered Fred somewhat dolefully.
"Sam here says that we can beat her if we can go faster than she
does."
"That's exactly what I say," spoke up Sam.
"How many legs have you got, Sam?" asked George abruptly.
"Six," answered Sam.
Both girls looked up in surprise. Miss Susie said, "He's a
regular centipede. What does he mean?"
"What do you mean, Sam?" said Fred. "Miss Susie doesn't
understand you. How many legs really have you got?"
"I have told you once," retorted Sam. "I have got six here and
about fifty in New York."
The girls stared blankly at each other and then as the boys
laughed, Miss Susie said, "What's the joke?"
"No joke," said Fred. "It's just a fact."
The attention of the party, however, was speedily attracted by
the sight of a little boat that was approaching, flying a white
flag at the stern.
"Oh, I know what that is," said Miss Susie confidently. "That
means that somebody is sick on board and that they are signaling
us to help them."
"Huh!" grunted Mr. Button.
"That's not it," responded George.
"Well, what is it then?" demanded the girl.
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