THE SCENT GROWS WARMER
It all seemed so simple, as Jack put it, that Perk felt everything was
bound to come their way eventually if not just then. All the same his
sound common sense told him there was apt to be some pretty lively times
in store for them before the end they sought had been obtained.
He had the feeling of one who had been fed up on thrilling details and
figured on having a great volume of tragic possibilities to mull over in
his customary fashion--for all the world, as Jack often told him, like a
cow chewing her cud.
Realizing that Jack had now posted him thoroughly, Perk managed to curb
his curiosity besides, the chances were his pal would be likely to frown
on anything approaching garrulity.
Several hours passed and most of this time they spent taking short naps
in order to keep in condition for anything that might crop up. Then came
the dawn, to find Perk pawing over his haversack in which he had food
stowed away, with which he calculated to meet any "hold-over" that might
come along.
That dawn was a wonderful one, especially for those unaccustomed to what
Florida could offer in the way of sunrises. Even while the pair partook
of their limited breakfast, they kept an eye on the amazingly delicate
shades of color that marked the approach of the sun above the eastern
horizon.
But they had work ahead and could not waste time by lingering over the
early morning meal. In order to lessen the chances of discovery it would
be necessary for them to conceal the ship from spying eyes and with his
former effectual result in camouflage as a sample of how it could best
be accomplished, Perk took it upon himself to repeat the operation.
They had aboard the amphibian a cleverly arranged collapsible canvas
boat that could be launched in short order and was to be propelled by
means of a short but serviceable paddle. While up in Canada with the
Mounties, Perk had become quite proficient in the use of a paddle and
also in balancing by sheer instinct while in a tipsy little canoe.
Accordingly he convinced his chum that since both of them could hardly
expect to occupy the small shallop and carry any quantity of greens, it
was up to him, Perk, to put the job through in good shape. Jack could be
checking up his motor and taking a survey of the boat so as to make
certain it was in serviceable condition.
"Cause you know, partner," Perk went on solemnly, "when we _do_
want to skip out it's bound to be in a hoppin' hurry an' there'd be no
time to look her over then, by jiminy. Jest lie around an' take things
easy-like--your work is a'goin to be mostly with the brain, while I'm
the lad to use the muscle."
Jack felt that since the canoe was so diminutive, Perk's logic was
unanswerable, so he agreed to the division of labor.
"Only, if it turns out that the job's a bigger one than you reckon on,
buddy, you'll let me take a whirl at it," he suggested, to which the
other simply grinned and nodded his head.
The work went on steadily and Perk eventually had every part of the
amphibian covered with deceptive green stuff, well calculated to
hoodwink any air pilot passing directly over the spot.
This accomplished, he was ready to call it a day and drop down close to
Jack for a resting spell. When they talked it was in low tones, almost
bordering on whispers, for Jack took no chances of some enemy being
within gunshot range of their hideout, whose ears would be likely to
catch the sound of ordinary voices.
Jack, observing what his chum had accomplished, felt compelled to give
the artist his meed of commendation.
"You sure made a fine job of smothering things with all this stuff,
Perk," he told him, which was music in the other's ears, since he would
rather have Jack praise him than any one he knew. "No easy thing to hide
these stretched-out wings and the fuselage, too, as well as the shiny
parts of the crate--motor, propeller, and such, but _you_ fixed it
to beat the band."
"Can that sort o' talk, partner--it was a soft job an' anybody with
sense could a'done it as good as yours truly. Goin' to be a sure enough
long day, 'cordin' to my way o' lookin' at it."
"Oh! nothing like having a little patience," commented Jack calmly, for
he seldom showed signs of being in a hurry. "Men in our line of business
must learn to just hang on and wait for the proper minute to strike the
hook home in the fish's jaw."
"Yeah, an' then hang on some more, after they git the barb well hooked,
with the game fish kickin' up an awful row," chuckled Perk. "Huh! don't
I know how impatience is my besettin' sin and ain't I always a'tryin' to
curb it? That's why I'm crazy to work in double harness with you,
brother, 'cause you hold me in when I feel like spreadin' myself
brashly. Guess I know when I'm well off. Time to take another spin in
dreamland, seems like," with which remark Perk assumed as easy a
position as the crowded cabin of the ship admitted, closed his eyes, and
so far as Jack could tell from his regular breathing was asleep.
It was indeed a long morning for them both.
Came noon and they again proceeded to enjoy a snack, for appetites have
a habit of growing rampant despite any lack of expenditure in the way of
muscular activity.
"I was jest thinkin," Perk remarked as they chewed their dry food, more
as a duty than because they enjoyed it, "that we might be put on short
rations if we're held up on this here job any great length o' time."
Jack refused to be disturbed by such a possibility.
"Oh! I reckon there isn't much chance of _that_ happening," he said
in his usual optimistic manner. "If things get pretty bad we can make a
foray on the pantry of the shack where our friend puts up when over
here. Knowing that he's fond of his grub, with oceans of the long green
to lay in the best of supplies with, I rather think he keeps a
well-stocked larder at all times. I don't figure on either of us being
starved out while there's a flock of eatables close by," and from the
way in which Perk licked his lips on hearing this said, it was plainly
evident he fully agreed with his pal.
After that wonderful sunrise, which even Perk had called glorious, the
sky clouded up around noon and there were even signs to warn them that
rain might come along by nightfall. The visibility, too, became somewhat
poor which possibly was one reason that influenced Jack to make a
certain decision which Perk heard later on with unbounded pleasure.
"It's getting on my nerves a bit, too, I must confess, Perk," was the
way he started to state his case, "and since there would be small chance
of discovery, thanks to this muggy atmosphere, what's to hinder our
taking a little stroll, keeping a wary eye out for stragglers?"
"I get you, partner," was the eager way Perk snapped him up on the
proposition which exactly tallied with what he himself had been wishing.
"I calculate now it means we c'n move around an' get tabs on this here
hideout o' the gent we're so much in love with, eh, what?"
"Wouldn't do any harm to learn the lay of the land," Jack told him,
"especially since we mean to do most of our snooping under cover of
night. So let's step out and take our little saunter. We know right well
in a general way that the shack must lie down the shore, by that point
jutting out a mile away. Let's hope we'll be able to run across some
kind of trail by following which we'll fetch up as close as we want to
go for the first time. Both of us must make a mental map of everything
we see so as to feel sure of our ground when darkness comes."
"That's the ticket, partner, let's go!"
Perk lost no time in picking up the small hand machine-gun, that could
be used much after the fashion of a long barreled German Luger
quick-firing pistol and when Jack looked dubiously at it his chum
hastened to explain his reason for lugging such a weapon along.
"Huh! the weight don't count with such a husky as me, old hoss an' how
do we know what's goin' to happen before we gets back here? These guys,
I take it, are quick on the trigger and if we got to fight we'd have a
better chance to pull out alive if we carried this little pill-box."
"Oh, well! have it your own way, brother," Jack told him, evidently
impressed with Perk's logic; and so they started forth.