Wherever she's going, she will have to put in for gas before long." Phil stared thoughtfully at the chart.

"I'll allow," he went on, "that she may have gone any other direction but north.

For that matter, she may be anchored just around the corner somewhere.

It's all more or less guesswork.

But, looking at the probabilities, and they're all we've got to work on, I think north is the likeliest trail for us to take." "Right-o," said Steve, turning the wheel and pointing the boat's slim bow toward Gurnet Point, "We've got to take a chance, fellows, and this looks like the best.