“You may be right,” admitted Diamond, “but still I have my doubts about it. I do not believe Flynn is as shrewd as all that.”
“Well, there is another reason why he would not run down the bay.”
“What is it?”
“The wind shifted about shortly after midnight last night. I observed that. During the first part of the night it was off shore, but it swung round till it was almost in the south. At one o’clock the parties on the White Wings could not have sailed down the bay without beating to windward.”
“I didn’t observe that.”
“I did, for I was taking note of just such things after discovering the yacht was gone. Of course the thieves wished to get as far away as possible before sunrise, and they would not beat against the wind. It is my opinion that they ran over toward the Eastern Bay, which is full of islands, where they might hide the yacht. It is possible they will keep on toward Eastport. Anyway, I am going to look for them in the Eastern Bay.”
Jack did not like to give in, but he saw the logic of Frank’s reasoning.
“All right,” he said. “You are in command. Do as you like.”
They made straight for Searsport, but the White Wings was not in the harbor there.
“Where next?” asked Dustan.