The Motor Boat Club at Nantucket; or, The Mystery of the Dunstan Heir

Those who could not sit in the auto had to stand, wedged in, as Warren, clearing a way as fast as he could, got the various members of the party to the car. Then, with a toot of...

Hardly had Mr. Dunstan's new boat crew followed him ashore when a whooping yell sounded from up the road that led to the house. Then into sight dashed a boy mounted on a pony. O...

But Tom slipped up instantly, reaching for his swimming tights. Soon a splash was heard over the side. Joe followed him. Both felt more awake when they came back to towel down....

Of the two men carrying on this conversation in a day-coach seat on a railway train, one was five-foot-seven, florid and somewhat stout, with a bull neck and keen, twinkling eye...

"So the youngster was going to be high-handed with ye, was he?" demanded the florid-faced one, and despite the intense darkness there in the woods, Tom Halstead could see the ug...

While our two young motor boat enthusiasts lie wrapped in the first sound slumber of the summer night, lulled into unconsciousness by the soft lapping of the salt water against...

The days from Tuesday to Saturday had been full of suspense and torment to those most interested. Horace Dunstan had lost his easy-going air. He started at the slightest sound;...

He had no need to keep them exactly in sight, these industrious workers in the dark. Laden as they were, it was enough to keep within sound of the rather regular shuffle of thei...

Over a sea "as smooth as glass," that fateful Monday morning, the "Meteor" made a dashing run to Wood's Hole. It was just five minutes of seven by the clock when the swift craft...

"If you'll permit me, sir," broke in the lawyer, who had been listening silently up to this point, "I'll indicate one or two points at which young Halstead's most remarkable----"

"Are you foolish enough to think, Don Emilio, that you are going to be allowed to escape to-night? You will sink the 'Meteor?' Perhaps, but what will you do with that United Sta...

That youth had awakened at last. He and Tom were discussing in whispers what it was best to do. While they were still deliberating, a scraping as though of a knife in a pipe-bow...

The slight, swarthy stranger rolled his cigarette up nicely, moistening the edge of the paper, stuck the thing between his lips, lighted the tobacco and began to smoke in eviden...

"In just a minute or two, sir, I'll be hugely delighted to have you listen," Halstead answered. "But I want to get out of this cove and clear of coast shoals and ledges first."

"If we go to smash on the reef, remember that I'm to take the mother into the water. Joe, you take the elder daughter; Jed, you the younger one. If we have to get into the water...

But Tom Halstead had sprung in the same instant at Pedro. The result was that the combined assault of the boys bore the fellow to the ground, and Tom, remembering, just in the n...

The youngest of the Dunstans was sitting where Pedro had been seated only a short time before. Ted held a book in his hands, his gaze fixed on one of the pages.

After him pelted both motor boat boys. Ted heard them coming, of course, and increased his speed. Yet Ted must have gotten into the opening, but for an accident. One of his feet...

Up near Great Point they encountered a cabin sloop. Michael, however, recognized a clergyman friend as one of this party, so Halstead passed them with only a friendly toot from...

Tom Halstead wasn't drowned--not quite. The wicked seldom find safety in believing that their evil work has come out in the way that will most benefit them. We shall presently s...

When young Halstead next knew anything his mind was hazy at first. He realized dimly, and then more clearly, that he was upon some one's shoulder, being carried. There was a buz...

There was plenty to do by the time the boys got back to the pier. Jed, lone-handed, was pumping gasoline into the tank through the strainer. Several barrels of the oil had been...

"I fear it will do us but little good," sighed Horace Dunstan. "I feel that possibility in the way of search has been exhausted. It looks as though we were doomed to defeat."

Mr. Lawrence and his comrades, under Captain Tom's pilotage, were hidden where, despite the darkness, they could get a very fair idea of what was going on at the pier. Joe had l...