"Are you going out for a long cruise?" asked Walter, "or shall you
come back to San Juan from time to time? I ask, because I want to
send word to my folks not to worry, if they don't hear from me very
often."
"I think we'll cruise as long as we can," said Cora, who had assumed
as much of the burden of the search as had her brother. "If the
Tartar is large enough to allow us to take a big enough supply--of
provisions and stores, we'll cruise until we--well, until we find out
for certain what has happened."
Her voice faltered a little.
"Oh, the Tartar's big enough, Senorita," said the engineer of the
motor boat in which they were making their way to shore. "You could
go for a long cruise in her."
"Then we'll plan that," declared Jack. "Notify your folks
accordingly, Wally."
"I shall. But you'll have to have help along, if she's as big as all
that, won't you?"
"I suppose so," agreed Jack. "I'm not altogether up to the mark, if
it comes to tinkering with a big, balky motor."
"I'd like to go as engineer," said the man at the wheel. "I've often
run her, and I know her ways. If you were to ask the owner, Senor
Hendos, he'd let me go."
The young people had taken a liking to Joe Alcandor, the obliging
young engineer of the motor boat they had engaged to go out to the
steamer, and Jack made up his mind, since he had to have help aboard
the Tartar, to get this individual.
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