Now the ocean lay before him and in a few days he would be in Sydney, ready for the task before him.
Old Broadbrim found the occupants of the yacht the best of companions, and at times his conscience rebelled against the deception he was playing, but he promised himself that some day he would explain all to Lord Harway and beg his pardon.
The Maybloom proved to be a splendid sailer, and day after day was passed on deck.
It was a long voyage and one without incident to our old friend the detective.
When at last the headland of Australia hove in sight, there was some stir on board and the Maybloom came to anchor in the spacious harbor.
They had passed several vessels bound different ways on the high seas, but, so far as the detective could make out, none of these was the Intrepid.
Merle Macray was ahead of him and he did not expect to beat him to Melbourne.
In Sydney Old Broadbrim went at once to the hotel and put up.
He changed his garments and washed, and then came out on the street to find out when he could get a vessel to Melbourne.
Luck favored him again, and he learned that early the following morning he could take passage in a coaster for the capital of Victoria.