"No sensible skipper would go ploughing around at night without a light.

Hello! Isn't that a light there now ?" "Where?
Yes, you're right! She's lighted up at last! Afraid to go in without lights, I dare say, for fear of arousing suspicion.

I'm getting to believe she _is_ the _Follow Me_, Harry." "I haven't doubted it once.

Do you suppose she knows we're after her ?" "She knows we're here, of course, but she can't be certain we're after her.

Still, turning that searchlight on was a sort of give-away.