“They have not more than half a mile start,” rejoined Jerry. “We ought to catch up in half an hour.”
It was evident that those on the yacht did not anticipate pursuit, for it was not until the distance between the two craft had been considerably lessened that they showed signs of alarm.
“They see us!” cried Blumpo. “Shall I give ’em a shot?”
“No; wait,” replied Jerry.
The wind had now gone down almost entirely, and the yacht’s sails were flapping idly.
Si Peters and Wash Crosby were evidently alarmed at the turn affairs had taken, and they called their chums around them for consultation.
“We can’t do anything while the wind is down,” said Crosby.
“Let’s get out and row,” suggested Graves, who was one of the number.
“We can try.”