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What do these people mean by carrying us out to sea? Copplestone! with all submission to you whether it's relevant or not, I wish we knew more of that captain chap!" "I know him," remarked Audrey. "I have been on this yacht before. His name is Andrius. He's an American or American-Norwegian, or something like that." "And the crew?" asked Vickers. "Are they Scarhaven men?" "No," replied Audrey.
But the day went by and nothing happened, except that Captain Andrius was very polite to his guests and that the yacht, a particularly fast sailer, continued to make headway through the grey seas, sometimes in bare sight of land and sometimes out of it.
"But I've an idea this is probably one of the seventy-odd islands of the Orkneys: I've sailed round here before. If I'm right, it's most likely one of the outlying and uninhabited ones. Andrius or his controlling power has dropped us and Chatfield here, knowing that we may have to spend a few days on this island before we succeed in getting off. Those few days will mean a great deal to the Pike.
All the property which you have on this yacht pictures, china, silver, books, objects of art, as I am instructed, removed from the house are Miss Greyle's sole property. Once more I warn you of what you are doing, and I demand that you immediately return to Scarhaven. This very yacht belongs to Miss Greyle!" Andrius nodded, looked fixedly at the young solicitor for a moment, and then rose.
To one or two inquiries as to the fulfilment of his promise Andrius made no more answer than a reassuring nod; once when Vickers pressed him, he replied curtly that the day was not yet over. Vickers drew Copplestone aside on hearing that. "Look here!" he said. "I've been reckoning things up as near as I can.
"Old Chatfield's daughter's gone in there, where Andrius went. Just now!" "What the play-actress!" said Spurge. "You don't say, guv'nor? Ha! that explains everything that's the missing link! Ha! But we'll soon know what they're after, Mr. Copplestone. Follow me quiet as a mouse." Once more submitting to be led, Copplestone followed his queer guide along the alley.
That explained it he had taken that short cut from the Northborough road through the woods behind the Keep, and fallen over the cliff at the Hermit's steps. But that very night, you, Mr. Vickers, and Mr. Copplestone and Miss Greyle, nearly stopped everything, and if Andrius and Chatfield hadn't carried you off, the scheme would have come to nothing. Well you know what happened after that "
When he spoke again his tone was changed remarkably: "Doubtless it was a robber," he said, "and I thank you, Mynheer Jacobus, and Master Lennox, and your boy Peter, for your attempt to catch him. But I fear that he has escaped." "I will pursue him und capture him," exclaimed Mynheer Andrius Tefft, who stood by, listening to their words and puffing and blowing.
"Odd!" murmured Sir Cresswell, after a minute's silence. "Odd! Very, very odd! That shows that there's still some extraordinary mystery about this which we haven't even guessed at. Well, now, another question you got the idea that some one else was aboard the yacht?" "Some one other than Andrius in authority yes!" answered Vickers. "We certainly thought that."
"The morning light, my good sir, will show you everything," replied Andrius. "Be content that I have kept my promise you have come off luckily," he added with a significant look. Vickers felt a strange sense of alarm as the boat left the yacht. He noticed two or three suspicious circumstances.
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