"I thought so," Jack returned as the beam of light swung slowly back again.
"There he is," Bob exclaimed a second later.
"I see it," Mr. Lakewood added. "What do you make of it, Cap'n?"
"It's a bigger boat than the Valkyrie," Captain Ole declared.
"Which isn't saying such an awful lot so far's size is concerned," Jack added.
"No, but size doesn't always count for so much when it comes to a scrap," Bob reminded him.
Captain Ole was all the time keeping the beam of light trained on the distant boat and they could see that it was coming toward them at a rapid rate and soon it was evident that Captain Ole's statement regarding her size was correct. She was nearly a quarter longer than the Valkyrie, and, judging from the speed with which she seemed to be approaching, was fully her equal, if not her superior in point of sailing quality.
"She's burning the water some," Jack declared.
"You've got your figure of speech twisted a bit," Bob laughed, "but if you mean that the boat approaching is making fair, not to say rapid, progress, I quite agree with you."
"I think it would be a good plan to call all hands," Mr. Lakewood suggested. "She'll be on us in less than fifteen minutes."