“We should have to wait all night, I think; for I don’t believe Lingerwell will go back without you,” replied Dory.
“But you have to sail back to Burlington with the wind against you: the Juniper will be sure to catch us,” added Mr. Millweed anxiously.
“I am willing to take the chances; and, whatever
happens to us, I will promise that you shall be all right when you have faced the music,” answered Dory, keeping a sharp lookout ahead for the steam-launch.
“All right: you have carried me through so far, and I will trust you to the end. You saved my life; and I shall never cease to be grateful to you, even if you do nothing more for me,” said the passenger with more feeling than he had before exhibited.
As the yacht approached the place where the fugitive had landed, Dory saw that the Juniper was still there. As the skipper was obliged to beat a portion of the distance down the river, he made a tack within twenty feet of her.
“Hold on, there!” shouted a voice from her; but it was not that of Lingerwell.
At the same moment a man rose from the bottom of the launch. He proved to be Greeze, the engineer. The pilot had evidently sent him back to attend to the boat.
“We will see you in Burlington,” replied Dory, with abundant good nature, when he was satisfied that Lingerwell was not on board of her.
“We want that thief!” yelled Greeze.