The Jap had turned a strangely inquiring glance at him, then answered:

"No!"

But they had not found him. And now the ice was going out. Soon ships
would be coming and going. Little gasoline schooners would dash away to
catch the cream of the coast-wise trading; great steamers would bring in
coal, food, and men. In all this busy traffic, how easy it would be for
the Russian to depart unseen.

Johnny sighed. He had grown exceedingly fond of dogging the track of
that man. And besides, that thousand dollars would come in handy. He
would dearly love to see the man behind prison bars. There would be no
holding him for crimes he had attempted in Siberia, but probably the
United States Government had something on him.

"Look!" exclaimed the Jap. "The tower has tipped a full five feet!" It
was true. The ice crowding from the shore had blocked behind the tower,
which stood several hundred feet from land. A dark line of water had
opened between the two towers. Evidently the harbor committee would have
some work on its hands.

"They're running down there," said Johnny, pointing to three men racing
as if for their lives toward the shore tower. "Wonder what they think
they can do?"

"Looks like the two behind were chasing the fellow in the lead," said
Hanada.

"They are!" exclaimed Johnny. "Poor place for safety, I'd say, but he's