"I just remembered," Rick interrupted. "How about the elevator operator?"
"We picked him up, but he didn't know a thing. The barber paid him in free haircuts to keep track of people coming and going from the fourth floor. That's all. He didn't know why."
Joe Blake came in the door. "Motor whaleboat coming, Steve. Shall we take the prisoners to the landing?"
"Yes, Joe. Please."
Barby looked at Steve speculatively. "How about the houseboat?"
"Well, how about it? Haven't you seen enough of it?"
Barby smiled. "It would be very nice, if it were only another color. What will happen to it?"
"A coastguardman will be after it tomorrow. It will be impounded for a while. After that it may be sold for public auction, or it may revert to the owner's estate. It depends on the court."
Barby looked a little disappointed. "Oh, well, we don't really need a houseboat, anyway."
The group broke up as Joe and his partner walked the prisoners across the island to the landing. In a short time the motor whaleboat was speeding to the horizon where a cutter waited.