conclusion, was anxious to announce it.

"I wish to repeat," he exclaimed suddenly, "that I'm under
obligations to nobody. Just because my friends," he went on
defiantly, "choose to trust themselves with persons who ought to be
in jail, I can't desert them. It's all the more reason why I
SHOULDN'T desert them. That's why I'm here! And I want it
understood as soon as I get on shore I'm going to a police station
and have those persons arrested."


Rising out of the fog that had rendered each of us invisible to the
other, his words sounded fantastic and unreal. In the dripping
silence, broken only by hoarse warnings that came from no
direction, and within the mind of each the conviction that we were
lost, police stations did not immediately concern us. So no one
spoke, and in the fog the words died away and were drowned. But I
was glad he had spoken. At least I was forewarned. I now knew
that I had not escaped, that Kinney and I were still in danger. I
determined that so far as it lay with me, our yawl would be beached
at that point on the coast of Connecticut farthest removed, not
only from police stations, but from all human habitation.

As soon as we were out of hearing of the Patience and her whistle,
we completely lost our bearings. It may be that Lady Moya was not
a skilled coxswain, or it may be that Aldrich understands a racing
scull better than a yawl, and pulled too heavily on his right, but
whatever the cause we soon were hopelessly lost. In this
predicament we were not alone. The night was filled with fog-
horns, whistles, bells, and the throb of engines, but we never were