"She's outside the harbor now. I heard her whistling for a tug a few minutes ago. But we don't allow strangers in the yards here. It is too dangerous."
"I belong on the 'Wanderer,'" explained Steve.
"Oh, you do, eh?"
"Yes."
"Then what are you doing here?"
"Waiting for her."
"When did you leave her?" questioned the officer suspiciously.
"A couple of days ago, somewhere about the middle of Lake Huron. I went down when the wreck occurred."
The story of the wreck and the sinking of the coaler had by this time been spread all over the country. The policeman gazed at the boy with wondering eyes.