Part 21 (2/2)

”Meanwhile,” whispered Toht to be doing”

”What?”

”Theresoht to send out a call on the wireless at least once an hour There's so else in the wind, old fellow, and we _do_ want to knohen the first steah these waters”

”Then I'll go below and get at work at the sending key,” proposed Dawson ”Send out the wireless call once an hour, you say?”

”Yes; yet we don't want to forget that we're being watched all the time frooing to the cabin”

”I'll drop down into the h”

Daas gone ten minutes When he returned he shook his head, then stood looking out over the sea Excepting the ”Restless” and the drab seventy-footer there was no craft in sight Not so hthouse shed its beams over the ocean at this point of the coast

”Say, it's weird, isn't it?”but ourselves, yet down in the cabin I've just been chatting with the Savannah boat, the New Orleans boat, two Boston fruit steamers, the southbound Havana liner and a British warshi+p Look out there Where are they? Yet all are within reach of er any pathless roads of the sea--not since the wireless cah vessels to relay us we could talk direct with London now The next thing will be a telephone in every stateroom, with a wireless central on the saloon deck or the spar deck But gracious! We've been forgetting all about our poor prisoner in the starboard staterooer by now Tell Hank to take him in some food and to feed the poor fellow, since he can't use his own hands”

Later tins of life aboard the seventy-footer Sending Joe and Hepton down to the motor room berths as watch below, Tom kept Hank on deck with him Bye-and-bye Joe and Hepton took their trick on deck, while Halstead and Hank butts went below for soht Powell Seaton re to read andfound the two boats still at anchor With sunrise caood deal

”Now, look out for one of the sudden Septeales,” warned Captain Toht, he ca He stepped over to read the baro's going to happen, doesn't it?” queried Dawson

”Yes; there's a disturbance heading this way,” ad around at the sky ”Yet itunder canvas, though, I'd shorten it”

”The captain of the Drab evidently believes in being prepared,” hinted Joe, nodding in the direction of the other craft Two men were now visible on the deck of the seventy-footer They were taking up anchor, though not doing it with either speed or stealth

”I reckon we have to take our sailing orders froet the motors on the mote, Joe I'll have Hank and Hepton help me up with our anchor”

Soon afterwards the Drab was heading north at a ten-ait; half a minute later the ”Restless” started in leisurely pursuit

After half an hour or so the Drab headed into another open roadstead, anchoring a quarter of a mile from shore Tom dropped anchor some three hundred yards to the southward

”Keep your eye seaward, Hank,” directed the young skipper ”Joe, if you'll see whether Mr Seaton wants anything, Hepton and I will keep a keen eye on the shore”

”Mr Seaton is asleep in the port staterooht calls through the night, but I'll get at the sending key again, and see whether there's anything in our line within hail”

Hardly had Joe Dawson vanished belohen Skipper Toht froht his watchful eye

”Look there!” the young captain called, pointing to the flash

”There's another,”further up the coast

”By Jinals for the Dalton-Le news, now, and of a kind we can't read Hank! Call Mr