was not more than fifty yards distant.


CHAPTER IN

A FRIEND IN NEED

In response to the signal of distress which Fred waved from the
deck of the Black Growler as the Caledonia approached, the speed
of the big yacht was checked and she stopped not far from the
motor-boat. It was still early in the morning and the owners or
guests on board the Caledonia were not seen on deck.

"What's wrong? What's the trouble?" called the captain, leaning
over the rail and speaking to Fred.

"We have had trouble," replied Fred. "A gang of tramps or canal
men forced themselves on board and we have just gotten rid of
them. When they saw the Caledonia coming they all ran."

"Well, if you have got rid of them," said the captain gruffly,
"what more do you want? If you go ahead they won't catch up with
you."

"But we can't go ahead."

"Why not?"

"Our gasoline is out."