"D——n the fellow, why doesn't he stop!" raged Carl.
"Looks suspicious, but he doesn't know who you are. If he did he'd be sure to slow down," said Brack.
Carl turned round quickly; he had an idea he was being chaffed and didn't like it. He stumbled, barked his leg on the seat, fell forward, and sprawled in the bottom of the boat. He did not know a sudden spurt by Brack caused this.
He floundered about, smothered his rage as best he could, then ordered Brack to row him back.
"Hope yer not hurt," said Brack sympathetically.
No answer was vouchsafed to this polite inquiry.
"Looks as though he might be aboard that tramp," said Brack. "They got off pretty sudden; perhaps you were recognized."
"Who'd have recognized me?" asked Carl.
"Him as yer looking for."
Carl laughed.