boat now," declared Joe, as he pointed out toward the bay.
In a flash, Tony grasped the situation. He leaped into the motorboat.
"Jump in! We'll chase him."
The Hardy boys scrambled into the boat, but Chet and the others stayed behind.
"Too many cooks spoil the broth," explained Chet. "You'll need all the speed you can get out of that boat to catch him. We'd only delay you."
Chet was eager to join in the chase, but he realized that the fewer passengers Tony's boat carried, the better would be their chance of capturing the fugitive. The other boys quickly took their cue from his attitude and declared that they would remain behind also.
"We'll telephone to Barmet village," suggested Chet. "Perhaps a boat can put out from there and head him off."
His remarks were drowned in the roar of the engine, as Tony's motorboat began to back slowly out into deeper water. It left the boathouse, then Tony turned the wheel and the motorboat headed about for the open bay.
"Now I guess you wish the Sleuth wasn't faster than my boat," he said, with a grin. "We'll have trouble catching him."
He opened the throttle, and the motorboat
