The Deserted Yacht
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e had no intention of being diverted from her original plan. His very
agreement and you must stand by it. Why do y
g about "a bad omen" whic
ition about that boat," she declared impatiently. "Wi
first toward The Flora and then at Madge. After a moment's indecision
nge boatman, particularly one who acted so queerly. However, she felt there was no
she had learned to look out for herself. Since childhood she had made her home with her Uncle George and Aunt Maude Brady, and many pleasant summers had been spent at their fishing lodge on Loon Lake, Canada. There she had made friends wit
, who, in taking leave of her on the eve of her trip to Cheltham Bay
of a noted sportsman and collector of antiques, and since the death of her mother had been permitted to grow
tunity to study the face of her boatman. He avoided her glanc
ought uncomfortably. "At lea
ype for the occupation he had chosen. His hands were not those of one who worked at hard la
re," she meditated. "He must have seen
Flora. The yacht was still a considerable dista
asked herself impatiently. "We'
man only stared uncomprehendingly until s
she decided. "What ails him anyway? I'm
reconciled herself to a slow trip under the broiling noonday sun and tried t
om the port side. Madge scanned the railing for a g
yone?" she ask
ide of the yacht and she
oard!" she
ee," the boatman muttered.
ere." She glanced at her wrist watch and saw that it was twelv
er boatman that she wanted him to row around the yacht unti
up to see if anyone
rded her with an
itably. "Oh, well, I see I either must argue
d began the ascent. The ladder weaved back and forth as the vess
e zoo," she chuckled. "Such
ign of activity. It struck her as peculiar that no sailors were on duty, although
f course, Enid and her father may have gone to the station after I l
before a door which led down into the dining salon. It was half
eflected. "This is what I call an enthusi
a slight sound from within. She knocked loudl
ueer intuitive feeling had taken possession of her-a conv
er or not it was her business to investigate. Then wi
Madge's eyes left her s
"What dreadful t