Inez puckered her brow in thought.
"No," she said slowly, "I do not know ze name, but I am sure zat man
was on Sea Horse Island when my father was taken to prison. I am
fearful of him."
"Well, you needn't be," declared Cora, lightly. "Remember you're
with us, and under the protection of Mr. Robinson. Besides, that man
seems well known to Captain Watson, and, even if he is a revolutionist,
he may not be a bad one."
Inez shook her head. The sad experiences through which she had
passed had not tended to make her brave and self-reliant, as was
Cora. But, even at that, Inez could not but feel the helpful
influence of the motor girls, and already, from their influence, she,
had gained much.
Out of seeming confusion and chaos came order and discipline, and
soon matters were running smoothly aboard the vessel. Jack and
Walter came up on-deck, with Bess and Belle, and the young people,
including Inez, who was regarded more as a companion than as a maid,
formed one of the group that watched the shores and ships slipping
past, as they went through the Narrows, and out into the bay.
Cora told of the little alarm Inez had experienced, and Walter was at
once anxious to establish a sort of espionage over the suspect. Jack
agreed with him, and doubtless they would have constituted themselves
a committee of two to "dog" the footsteps of the fat man, had not
Cora firmly interfered.
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