Frank obeyed just as Jack tumbled aboard.
“All right, sir. All here,” said the latter.
“Good,” said Lord Hastings.
The boat moved off, slowly at first, then faster and faster.
By the time the German pursuers had reached the water’s edge, the boat was beyond revolver shot, though still within range of rifles.
“Down!” cried Lord Hastings, as a bullet whistled overhead.
The others obeyed.
“They’ll be after us, sir!” shouted Frank.
“They’ll have to hurry if they want to catch us,” declared Lord Hastings.
“Say! What time is it?” asked Frank suddenly.