"I would; yes."
The detective who really was a splendid seaman, made some very pertinent and useful suggestions, and Denman was just sailor enough to appreciate that he had secured a useful man; and he said:
"It's all right. Consider yourself shipped. You're just the man I want; and we'll get to work at once on your alterations."
The suggestions were such as could easily be carried out by the master and his crew, and soon all hands were busy.
It had been decided that the yacht would go to sea that night, and our hero was booked for the trip.
Spencer Vance had played his cards well. He improved every moment in making himself popular with the crew, and late in the afternoon, when all hands went ashore, he was the hero of the gang. In an offhand manner the detective remarked, as the boat was run on the beach:
"I'll see you later, boys; I'm going over for a bit to look after Tom Pearce."
CHAPTER XVI.
Spencer Vance had proceeded but a short distance, when he saw the figure of a girl coming across the sand, and his astonishment was great, when, upon a nearer approach, he recognized Renie.
The girl was neatly dressed, and her feet were covered with dainty slippers, while her hair was tastefully arranged.