THE ROBBERY OF THE ROCKPOINT HOTEL.
“We are lost!”
“Heaben sabe us!”
“Cling fast for your lives!”
A dozen other cries rang out, for the force of the collision was terrible.
But all clung fast and no one was thrown into the water, to be struck and perhaps instantly killed.
“What do you mean, Si Peters?” yelled Jerry. “You ran into us on purpose!”
There was no time to reply nor to say more. After the crash the two yachts drifted apart, and with a somewhat damaged bowsprit the Arrow went on her way.
As she slid by, Harry caught a glimpse of Wash Crosby holding fast to a big red valise, which had come near bounding overboard. He thought no more of it at the time, but had good reason to remember it later.
“What shall we do?” asked Jack Broxton.