"There's a tug now!" exclaimed Tom. "Hi there! Hi!" he yelled.
"Stop!"

The captain of the tug heard him and saw him waving his hand,
and, slowing up, made a half circle toward shore.

"What's wanted, young man?" he asked. "Anything wrong?"

"Yes, a good deal is wrong," replied Tom. "Have you seen a yacht
named the Falcon today?"

"No, but I saw her late yesterday afternoon," was the reply.

"Around here?"

"No, further down the lake. I think she was bound for Cayuga."

"Did you notice who was on board?"

"You seem to be very particular about it."

"We are particular. A young lady has disappeared, and we think
she was taken away on that yacht," explained Dick, as the steam
tug came to a halt.

"Is that so? Yes, I did see a young lady on board of her. She
called to out boat as we passed, but I thought it was only in
fun."

"I guess she wanted you to help her," said Dick bitterly. Then