"They certainly did!" cried the clerk. "I remember this fellow distinctly," and he pointed to Jasniff's picture, taken just before that individual had run away from Oak Hall.
"Then they sailed, just as we feared!" returned Dave, and there was something like a groan in his voice.
"Wonder If they took the jewels," murmured Roger.
"Most likely, Roger," answered Dunston Porter.
"But what would they do with them In such an out-of-the-way place as Barbados?"
"I rather imagine their plan is to keep quiet for a while, until this affair blows over. Then they'll either return to the United States, or take a British vessel for England. Barbados is an English possession, you must remember, and a regular line of steamers sail from there to England."
"I wonder If we couldn't charter a steam tug and go after the bark?" mused Dave.
"It might be done," returned his uncle. "But I doubt if we could catch the bark, or even locate her. She has too much of a start."
"Was the bark going to stop at any ports along the way?" asked Phil.
"She was not," answered the young shipping-clerk.
