“And so you think this man you seek must be on board my boat?”
“Exactly.”
“He is not.”
“Do you deny that he has been? Do you deny that he brought a young girl on board this yacht against her will?”
The owner of the yacht laughed disdainfully.
“Deny it?” he exclaimed. “Of course I do!”
“Then you lie!” shouted a voice, as Dunbar Budthorne came leaping from the steamer to the yacht and rushed forward to confront the cool Turk. “I saw her brought on board! This is the yacht! She is here! Search the boat!”
CHAPTER XXX—HIS JUST DESERTS
The Turk did not shrink before Budthorne. He remained unruffled as he said:
“Very well; search the boat, gentlemen. As I know two of you to be responsible, you have my permission to look the yacht over from stem to stern.”