? ? ? ? 'Look at that!' I cried involuntarily, pointing to the northeast.
? ? ? ? The blot of smoke which indicated the Macedonia's position had reappeared.
? ? ? ? 'Yes, I've been watching it,' was Wolf Larsen's calm reply. He measured the distance away to the fog-bank, and for an instant paused to feel the weight of the wind on his cheek. 'We'll make it, I think; but you can depend upon it that blessed brother of mine has twigged our little game and is just a-humping for us. Ah, look at that!'
? ? ? ? The blot of smoke had suddenly grown larger, and it was very black.
? ? ? ? 'I'll beat you out, though, brother mine,' he chuckled. 'I'll beat you out, and I hope you no worse than that you rack your old engines into scrap.'
? ? ? ? When we hove to, a hasty though orderly confusion reigned. The boats came aboard from every side at once.
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