CHAPTER XXII
A CHASE UP THE COAST
"You saw her sail for Portland!" cried Sam.
"Less than an hour ago?" exclaimed Tom.
"Where from?" queried Dick, quickly. "Hurry up and tell me—it will be money in your pocket."
"The Mary Delaway sailed from Cruser's dock," answered the old sailor. "That's about four blocks from here. I can show you the place. But you can't get aboard, messmates—she's gone."
"We must catch her!" ejaculated Dick. "No matter at what cost, we must catch her. How can we do it?"
"Can't we follow her in a motor boat, or a steam launch?" asked Tom.
"You can follow her in a tug," said the old tar. "But she is out of sight now."
"Do you know where she is going to land in Portland?" asked Sam.
"No."
"Do you know anybody on board?"
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