The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1908-09-18
CHAPTER xlII.-Continued.

For perhaps an hour the three YES
poats-held on, every moment bring
Ing the little chasers nearer their
great quarry. The Flying Star was
making no especial effort at speed.
Her royals were not yet set. She
was proceeding on her voyage rather
leisurely, in fact, and the others were
in high hope, Darlington, especially.
He thought that he at last had Strath-
gate where he could not escape, and
if Ellen and Deborah were on that
ship, they could not get away, either
Into this peaceful nautical passage
at arms, suddenly a new factor was
introduced. That, of course, was FL
lens boat. Sheltered by the island
neither Strathgate nor Darlington
had noticed it until it suddenly shot
into view. Now Ellen had a better
wind than any of the other three. On
broad reach she came down on the
big ship, as a sailor would phrase it.,
nand over fist. Her little boat was
heeled over until the lee gunwale was
awash and danced over the waves at
a terrific pace.
Darlington saw the boat first. The
reckless way in which she was being
sailed caught his eye. 1t was too far
for him to distinguish who sailed it,
but he could tell that one of them was
a woman. Something made him be-
lieve that it might be his wife. He
gave the tiller to Haight, went up
forward and stared hard. He would
have given anything for a glass but
there was nothing of that kind in the
fisherman's boat and he had to trust
to his unaided eyesight. The longer
he looked the more sure he Became
that it was Ellen. His first impulse
was to alter his course and head d.
rectly for her cutter, but he realized
the moment he conceived the design
that he could never intercept her, that
his only chance was to overhaul the
ship for which she was evidently max
ing. He would thus lose no distance.
If she did not intend to try to board
the ship he could chase her after
ward. The sailors on Strathgate's
boat evidently pointed out the situa-
ton to him just as it had presented
itself to Darlington, so all three held
on.
Ellen had the shortest distance to
sail, and a free wind, while the ship
and the other two boats had hard
beat before them. There was nothing
Darlington could do in fact but hold
his course, yet with what fever of
Impotence he continued his steady
beat to and fro across the harbor.
The only satisfaction he got was that
with every tack he gained percep-
tibly on Strathgate. Indeed the boats
passed each other close enough for
conversation, but Strathgate had moth
Ing to say to Darlington and Caring
ton controlled himself waiting for a
convenient opportunity to express him.
self fully and unequivocally.
Both of them, moreover, were en-
crossed in the other boat. AS the
poats converged upon the ship, there
was no doubt in Carrington's mind,
Or in Strathgate's, as to the identity
of its passengers. The wind was get
ting stronger as they drew farther out
into the open channel and the rate at
which they we're drawing nearer to the
ship grew correspondingly slower.
Darlington gritted his teeth in his
Texation.
Still he held on. 1t was such a race
Is he had never sailed before. He
seld on although he knew that IL the
wind INCREASED, his case was hope