We can make quick time in the boat."
"And, if you find the man?" asked Rose.
"If we do, and he needs help, we'll see that he gets it; I think if we
do find him we'll learn more about Mr. Carson Blowitz than we know
now."
"Shall I tell my father?" asked Nellie, as the boys were preparing to
make the return trip. The dock was deserted, save for the young people
and Ponto, but in the chocolate refreshment place, and other booths on
shore there was plenty of life.
"I think it would be a good plan," agreed Jerry. "You know the whole
story, about the brig and the offer Blowitz made. Tell Mr. Seabury
that we would have consulted him before, only he was out when we got
back this afternoon. Now, Ponto, lookout that no horned toads or
web-footed lizards get the young ladies, and, above all, don't lie
down alongside the road and take a nap."
"Hu! Guess I ain't gwine t' sleep when I's 'scortin my massa's
daughters home," declared the colored man, rather indignant that such
a slur should be cast on him.
"Don't worry," called Jerry, as the girls walked along the dock to
shore. "We'll be back as soon as we can."
"Do you really think we'll find anything?" asked Ned of Jerry when
they were some distance out, and speeding along toward where they had
seen Blowitz and the other man on the cliff.
"I don't know," Jerry frankly admitted. "It looks suspicious, and the
way Blowitz acted made it more so. Maybe the shadows deceived us, and
the man did not fall, for the cloud over the moon made things black.
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