Several times they came close to where Leo was lying, and he fairly held his breath until they passed on.
At last the two rascals gave up the hunt in disgust.
“He has slipped us,” said Broxton. “Better return that coach and move on.”
This was done and soon the steam tug was ten miles away.
A landing was made that night at another place, and the two evil-minded men put up at the leading hotel.
Leo had followed them ashore and now he felt he had them just where he wanted them.
He hurried to the nearest telegraph office and sent a message to Carl to come on at once.
This done, he called on the chief of police, and a long talk followed.
Without delay the party, accompanied by two policemen, hurried to the hotel at which the rascals were stopping. They ascended the stairs and Leo knocked on the proper door.
“What’s wanted?” came from Hank Griswold.