“That would be natural. Doubtless he didn’t want any notoriety. It’s possible that he thought he had killed his assailant, and had an unpleasant vision of being detained in the local jail until the affair could be cleared up.”
The life-saver looked at Orme searchingly.
“That sounds pretty straight,” he said at last. “I guess you know what you are talking about.”
“Perhaps I do,” said Orme quietly. “In any event I’d like to see who’s in that boat out there.”
“There isn’t a boat nearer than Chicago that could catch her. They have run her several miles out into the lake before turning south, or she would have been pretty close to Chicago already. She’s going fast.”
The roar of the motor was indeed becoming a far-off sound.
“Why not telephone the Chicago police to intercept her?”
“There’s no evidence against her,” replied Orme; “only surmises.”
“I know, but——”
“And, as I suggested, whoever was attacked by that Jap in there may not want notoriety.”