He signalled full speed ahead and the motorboat sprang forward.
"Shall I have a shot at them?" shouted Jack.
"Not yet," replied Lord Hastings. "It may not be the boat we are after."
The race continued.
Suddenly the foremost boat swerved sharply to the left, then dashed straight ahead again.
"They are heading for the shore, sir!" shouted Jack.
The pursuing boat also swerved sharply, one side dipping to the water's edge and all but throwing Jack overboard.
"So they are," replied Lord Hastings, "Gun ready, Mr. Templeton?"
"All ready, sir."
"Good. Try and do better this time. Fire!"