Once again poor Dora found herself a prisoner on board of the
Flyaway. Then the lines were cast off, the sails set, and they
stood off in the darkness, down New York Bay and straight for the
ocean beyond.





CHAPTER XX

A LONG CHASE BEGUN


As they journeyed down the Hudson the boys and Martin Harris
scanned, the river eagerly for some sign of the Flyaway.

"It's ten to one she put down a pretty good distance," remarked
Dick. "They wouldn't bring Dora over here unless they were bound
for New York or some other place as far or further."

"I believe you," said Tom. "But she may be delayed, and if what
Harris says is true the Searchlight ought to make better time
than Baxter's craft."

Several miles were covered, when, Sam, who had just come up from
the cabin, called attention to a farmer who was ferrying a load
of hay across the river.

"If he's been at that sort of work all day he may know something