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could thus exchange words when they pleased,
Perk broke loose in his usual impulsive fashion,
seeking the light which he somehow had reason
to believe his chum could give him.

"Gee whiz! partner, what's broke loose, would
you say?" he demanded. "Them guys act like
they'd been tryin' out the high power stuff they
fetched all the way from the Bahamas. Danged
if it don't sound to me like a reg'lar old Irish Tipperary
ocr>   Fair fight.--listen to 'em shootin' things
fix>   Fair fight--listen to 'em shootin' things
up to beat the band! Say, if they keep agoin' like
that, they'll smash every case they got an' we
won't find any evidence to grab. Got a line on
the racket, old boss?"

"It's a fight, and a lively one at that," admitted
the pilot, "but I reckon you're away off when
you figure it's a ruction between those on the
schooner and the boys of that speedboat."

"You got me guessin' partner," said the puzzled
Perk; "then who's mixed up in the shindy,
I want to know?"

"Sounds a whole lot like hijackers to me,
Perk."

"Ginger pop! Is _that_ what it means then,
Jack--some tough guys been out there on the
gulf keepin' a close watch on the schooner that
came up the coast loaded to the gun'ls with case
goods, an' crept in with small boats to make a big
haul! Listen to 'em squabble, will you, boy?

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