When Frank and Wallace were cast adrift the launch was lying at a distance. It started to follow the yacht, but Diamond discovered the small boat was gone, and then he felt certain Frank had been put adrift in her.
Thus it came about that the launch ran out to search for the small boat, which it found just in time to save two lives.
And now the boys were again after the stolen yacht, having been aided by some lobster catchers who had seen the White Wings.
Frank Merriwell was determined to have revenge and recover his yacht. He stood at the wheel as Dustan tended the fire, and the smoke poured from the funnel of the flying launch.
As the wind was light, the launch came up to the White Wings hand over hand. As they drew near, the sailor, Steve, was seen at the wheel, while Flynn was watching them closely.
When Flynn could see beyond a doubt that Frank Merriwell was at the wheel of the pursuing launch, he grew wildly excited, rushing about the deck and flourishing his arms.
“He’s not pleased to see you, Merry,” observed Hodge.
“I didn’t expect he would be,” said Frank.
Flynn was seen to rush down the companion way. Pretty soon he came running on deck, carrying a rifle in his hands.
“One of my own guns,” muttered Frank.