"Cast her off and up with the sail."
"How is that?" called Rand.
"A little more on the peak; that's it, now pull it home and make
fast."
During this time the boat had drifted away from the landing and
now, as the wind filled the sail she glided out into the river,
running free.
"See anything of them?" asked the colonel.
"Not yet," answered Rand, who was in the bow looking up the river.
"'Tis my opinion," said Donald, "that we'll be no likely to find
them." "There they are!" cried Jack.
"Where away?" asked the colonel.
"Over there by the other shore," replied Jack. "You can just see
them."
"They have such a long start," doubted Rand, "that we will never
catch them."
"You can't most always tell until you try," observed Jack.
"And sometimes not then," added Pepper.
With the wind on her quarter the Scout sped up the river on a course
that would bring her near to the opposite shore, a little in front
of the boat they were pursuing, the occupants of which, evidently
having no thought of pursuit, were rowing in a leisurely fashion.
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