Before she could explain, they heard a loud hail from windward and turned to see Rex coming toward the yacht in his motor boat. They returned the greeting and a few minutes later he climbed aboard.
“Any news?” Enid inquired hopefully.
Rex shook his head regretfully.
“That’s what I came to ask you. I can only stop a minute because I must get back.”
The girls related all that had befallen since they had last seen him and showed him the note which had been received from the kidnappers.
“Of course you’ve told the police about this?” he demanded.
“No, I don’t dare,” Enid explained. “I’m certain that if the authorities interfere in any way, my father will be made to suffer. I intend to turn over the Zudi Drum Bowl as they request.”
“But Enid—”
“No, please don’t try to make me go against my judgment. Capture of the kidnappers is a secondary question with me. My only purpose is to secure Father’s release.”
Madge sent Rex a glance which warned him that he would only upset Enid by arguing further with her. Reluctantly, he permitted the subject to drop.