had seen had been the forms of two bathers in the water, well out in the surf, coming into his range on their way toward deeper water. It appeared that the two were walking very close together, evidently holding on to each other, for their heads seemed to be almost touching, and now and then, as they veered in their course, the heads would seem to merge into one, and then would appear to separate as a wave would for the moment wash against them.
Dick let his gaze wander casually, though still keeping them in range, and continued his conversation with Kat; trying, in the face of a lowering sun, to follow their movements and discern whether they might be Calista and McKnight; for he felt a positive itching to meet McKnight at close quarters; and if he was in the water, he certainly had him corralled; and, if the child was not there, as he now feared that he was not, since he had not answered to the calling of his name, then he would face the kidnapper and find out where he was, in short order.
However, he found some difficulty in keeping up the conversation with the lady who seemed so intent upon dismissing him; and so he turned away with a little shrug of his shoulders. "I think that I will go out on the beach for a little while," he said. "The surf looks very pretty this afternoon;" and, with a courteous and somewhat satirical bow, he
