"Now, Monsieur, I hope you see zat you wrong me?" said La Croix.

Old King Brady gave him a peculiar look, shook his finger at the Frenchman
and replied in angry tones:

"We know you, La Croix. You are the worst smuggler in this port. It won't
be long before we run you in for your crooked work."

"Ah--how you can say zat?" innocently asked the man.

"We have no time to discuss the matter now, for we are very anxious to nab
your daughter Clara," said the old detective. "But you will meet us again
very soon. Then look out!"

They hastened out of the stateroom.

Once outside Harry whispered hastily:

"You go ahead and I'll fool him."

He thereupon slipped into an adjoining room.

Old King Brady knew at once what the boy wanted to do, and he left the
cabin and began to search the ship for the girl.

La Croix was peering cautiously from the room he was in and seeing the old
detective disappearing out the door, he emerged.

Watching Old King Brady to see that his own actions were not observed, the