“There, she’s just passing the rising moon. Why, I declare, fellows, seems to me she looks kind of familiar like!” Nick exclaimed.
Jack jumped up, and secured a pair of marine glasses. They were guaranteed for night work, and through them he could see the passing motor boat splendidly.
“Is it, Jack?” asked George, eagerly; and the other nodded.
“That’s the same old Flash, all right,” he said, looking around the circle.
“Gosh!” exploded Nick, “Crafty Clarence is on the trail once more, bent on revenge for the beat George gave his pirate motor boat. I see warm times looming up ahead of us, shipmates all. And ain’t I glad I know how to swim now!”
[CHAPTER IV]
CAUGHT BY THE STORM
“I wonder if they know we are camping in this place right now?” Josh ventured.