CHAPTER XI
A HUNT FOR AN ICE-BOAT
"It's gone!"
"Where in the world could it have gone to?"
"It was too far on the shore to be blown away."
"Can anybody have stolen the craft?"
Such were some of the words uttered as the students stood on the shore of the lonely island, gazing first in one direction and then in another. Darkness had now settled down, and they could see but little at a distance.
"I really believe somebody took the ice-boat," remarked Dave. "As the sail was down I don't see how she could budge of herself."