When they got out on the water, he grew so sleepy that he could scarcely hold his head up.
"You want to go to sleep," declared the Chinaman. "You can do nothing at all now. Lie down in the bottom of the boat and take a snooze."
Ed was only too glad to obey.
When he awoke it seemed to him as if he must have been sleeping a long time.
The boat was tied up to a pier and Tom Quee had vanished.
Now, if ever, seemed Ed's chance to escape.
Looking around, the place seemed rather familiar, and he soon came to the conclusion that it was the scene of his adventures the night before.
"Where in thunder is the Chinaman?" he asked himself. "What ought I to do?"
His one idea now was to get away and find the detectives if he could.
And yet he could not seem to give up the thought of the pension agent's money either.