From the rear of the crowd in the hangar, Pilot Larsen came forward.
“Who was in that boat?” he asked. “Could you recognize him?”
“The flares died just too soon,” Dick informed him. “Maybe Mr. Everdail saw more than we did.”
The millionaire shook his head.
“There’s one way to check up,” Jeff suggested. “Who’s not here who was in the house before the life preserver was missed?”
“You can learn nothing from that,” Miss Serena spoke up. “Too many are away.”
“We can get somewhere, anyhow,” Larry insisted. “Captain Parks, can you account for your men?”
“Yes, sir. Those who are not here are in the tender.”
“I saw them start to get back Mr. Everdail’s hydroplane,” Sandy nodded.
“The fellow who flew with you in the seaplane isn’t here,” remarked Larry, quietly, and, after a glance around, he said: “Neither is the yacht stewardess.”