“What about the boy?” he asked.
“We’ll take him with us until the affair is settled.”
That afternoon the men made ready to start on their voyage up the coast.
Will’s heart sank as he realized that he was again leaving the vicinity of home.
He had tried to patiently suffer his forced imprisonment, but he grew sad and tearful as he thought of his parents, and all his happy anticipations of meeting them dashed rudely to the ground.
The yacht started on its voyage, and, skirting the coast, crossed the harbor channel at Watertown.
Will, through the little window, could discern in the near distance many familiar land-marks.
As the yacht started on its course northward a stately ship passed up the harbor.
The yacht barely cleared its bows.
Will, looking back, started, regarded the ship closely, caught sight of several persons on the deck and uttered a wild ejaculation of surprise and delight.