"Yes, Sah! Annotta Bay, Sah!"
"Do you know anyone around these parts?"
"Fo' de sake, yes, Sah! I was born in dese parts. I jes' went to Spanish Town a few years ago, when my wife's folks died."
"Do you know anyone who has a motor boat?"
"You want to buy one?"
"Not unless I have to. Do you happen to know of any?"
"Well, Sah," said the negro cautiously, "thar's a preacher here what has one, but—but—he's a mighty careful man is Brother Fliss, an'——"
Stuart, refreshed from his sleep, grasped the hitch at once.
"You think I'm in trouble and running from the police, eh? Not a bit of it! Here, run up to this preacher's. I'll convince him, in a minute."
A little further on, the machine turned to the left, and just as it turned off, a racing car flashed by. Something about one of the figures was familiar.