“There is only one man on board as far as I can see,” replied Ford.
“It is Mr. Norton!” I ejaculated a moment later.
CHAPTER XXI.
A STORM ON THE LAKE.
The announcement that the person in the other boat was the very one for whom we and the detectives were hunting, was so surprising that for a moment Ford could hardly believe it was a fact.
“You are sure?”
“Exactly. Don’t you remember that curious hat he wore?”
“I do, now you speak of it. I wonder where he is bound?”
“We’ll soon find out,” I replied decidedly.
“Do you mean to follow him?”