Here, by dint of inquiry, he learned that the May Queen was coming into the harbor at that moment.
Delighted to hear this, Frank hired a tug and went out to meet the ship.
Going aboard of her he asked the captain, sternly:
“Where’s the man you picked up at sea?”
“Martin Murdock? We met a French steamer and he left us to go aboard of her. She was bound for Havre.”
“Foiled again!” cried Frank, in disgust.
“What did you want of him?”
“He is a murderer.”
“Good Lord! Is that so?”
“Why did you fire at the airship?”