CHAPTER II.
A LONG CHASE.
There was excitement on board of the Uncas the instant Clif's cry was heard. The sailors came tumbling up on deck, Lieutenant Raymond among the first.
He took the glass eagerly from the lad's hand and anxiously studied the sky in the direction indicated.
"It's too far west to be near Havana!" he exclaimed.
And he stepped into the pilot house to direct the vessel in a new direction. At the same time the smoke began to pour from the funnel, showing that those down in the engine-room had heard Clif's hail.
And so in a few moments the Uncas was speeding away in the direction of the stranger. And after that there was a long weary wait while the two vessels gradually drew nearer.
All that could be made out then was the long line of smoke which always indicates a distant steamer. But it took a sharp eye to make even that out.