? ? ? ? At some distance away she stopped, and a boat was lowered and dispatched toward the beach.
? ? ? ? As it was drawn up a young officer stepped out.
? ? ? ? "Monsieur Clayton, I presume?" he asked.
? ? ? ? "Thank God, you have come!" was Clayton's reply. "And it may be that it is not too late even now."
? ? ? ? "What do you mean, Monsieur?" asked the officer.
? ? ? ? Clayton told of the abduction of Jane Porter and the need of armed men to aid in the search for her.
? ? ? ? "MON DIEU!" exclaimed the officer, sadly. "Yesterday and it would not have been too late. Today and it may be better that the poor lady were never found. It is horrible, Monsieur. It is too horrible."
? ? ? ? Other boats had now put off from the cruiser, and Clayton, having pointed out the harbor's entrance to the officer, entered the boat with him and its nose was turned toward the little landlocked bay, into which the other craft followed.
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