“We have lost much time in hunting you up,” said Pointer. “Those fellows have had the chance of a fine start.”
“Have you any idea which way they headed?” asked Captain Harley.
“Which way is the wind?”
“North-east,” replied Ford.
“Then that’s the way they went. Their one idea was to reach shore as soon as possible, and that’s the way to do it.”
“I believe that you are right, Reuben,” responded Pointer. “I move we get aboard of the Mary, and steer in that direction.”
“I agree,” said Captain Harley.
Ford led the way at once to the cove in which the boat lay at anchor. The sail was hoisted, and a quarter of an hour after the party had found me we were on the move.
“The question now is, which way did they go?” said Ford, as he took the tiller. “Did they steer for Hammer’s Point or Loadhead?”
“One is as near as another,” said Pointer.