"Here we go then," and Charlie threw in the dutch of the engine, that
had not ceased working,

The Ripper fairly flew away, so suddenly that Bob, who was near the
stern, nearly toppled overboard.

"Look out!" cried Charlie.

"Oh, I'm looking out now," said Bob. "Say, but she can go!"

"Yes, she has some speed," modestly admitted Charlie.

He turned on more gasolene and advanced the spark still further, so
that the boat increased her rate, piling up waves of white foam on
either side.

They had a fine trip about the bay, the girls and boys thoroughly
enjoying themselves, the latter being particularly interested in the
engine part of the craft. The motor boys told the other lad of the
Dartaway and how the craft had been destroyed.

"My, but I certainly would like to run this boat," announced Jerry
with a sigh. "She's a dandy!"

"Maybe you'll get the chance," said Charlie.

"The chance? How? What do you mean?" asked Jerry, while his two chums
eagerly waited for Charlie's answer.