“Out to the ‘Restless’, and give your whistle head enough so that our man on board will hear you,” cried Tom, as the launch cast off.
In response to the screeches of the whistle Jeff Randolph soon appeared on the deck of the motor cruiser, waving his arms in answer.
“Get everything ready for a lightning start!” yelled the young skipper over the water. This Joe supplemented with some strenuous signals.
“Do you know whether that’s the ‘Buzzard’ vanishing to the southward?” demanded young Captain Halstead, the instant he clambered over the side.
“Yes; it is,” nodded Jeff, promptly.
CHAPTER XXII
KICKING WATER IN THE WAKE OF THE “BUZZARD.”
“DID you see what passengers she carried?” added Tom Halstead, breathless with suspense.
“A young man. I didn’t note him particularly at the distance,” Jeff Randolph drawled.
“Could it have been Oliver Dixon!”