There were several more cracks. After the second, there was a hole in the sail.
Finally Jack looked back. The island was more than a mile astern. He anxiously scanned the sea ahead for craft. There were none. Then he settled down to nurse more speed from the sloop and wait for the motorboat.
But it didn't come out to follow him.
V
Same as yesterday, Mrs. Kesserich was sitting on the edge of the couch in the living room, yet from the first Jack was aware of a great change. Something had filled the domestic animal with grief and fury.
"Where's Dr. Kesserich?" he asked.
"Not here!"
"Mrs. Kesserich," he said, dropping down beside her, "you were telling me something yesterday when we were interrupted."
She looked at him. "You have found the girl?" she almost shouted.