"My God! Inza Burrage!"
Merriwell fairly shouted the words.
Inza did not see the raft and her friends. She appeared to see only the
shaggy-bearded fellow, who now stood grimly looking at her.
"She's going to jump overboard!" cried Hodge, so excited that he almost
fell off the raft.
Merriwell shouted with all his might. Inza turned and saw the raft. She
uttered another piercing cry, stretched out her hands, and seemed again
about to leap into the sea.
Instead of heeding the cry sent up by Merriwell, Inza's pursuer leaped
at her to prevent her from jumping over the rail; and, then, bearing her
in his strong arms, deliberately carried her back into the cuddy.
Merriwell and Hodge shouted, yelled, screamed. The one man on the deck
paid not the slightest attention to their cries.
"He refuses to hear us!" said Hodge.
The other man appeared, and they called again. One of the men went to
the tiller, and the course of the sloop was changed.
"They are going to pretend that they did not see us," Frank exclaimed.
"Hold to the raft, Hodge! Stay by it!"
"What are you going to do?" Hodge demanded.
"I'm going to swim to that sloop!"
CHAPTER XXIII.
THE MYSTERY OF THE FISHING-SLOOP.
"Stay with the raft," Merriwell again commanded.
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