"Never mind, I'm going," was Jack's reply, and he made for the cove where the craft had been left.
"Then I'm with you," Mont returned, and he followed.
At the water's edge both gave a cry of disappointment.
The boat was gone!
"Of course, Corrigan took it," said the young machinist. "He knew this was the place to look for Pooler's boat."
Mont shook his head dubiously.
"I guess you're right. What's to be done now?" he asked, slowly.
Jack cudgeled his brain for an instant.
"I'll look around. There must be other boats. Of course we haven't any right to take them, but we can't stand on ceremony in a case like this."
He ran down the beach and soon came to a tiny craft tied to a fallen tree.