CHAPTER XV.
SURRENDER "They're going to run her ashore!" shouted Steve.
He slid out the clutch, throttled down the engine and swung the boat's nose to starboard as the others piled back to the deck.

The _Adventurer_ swept around in a long circle while the _Follow Me_, churning the shoaling water into white froth, ran straight for the shore.
"Gosh, what a mess!" groaned Harry Corwin.

"We'll never get her off there!" Steve made no answer, nor did the others.

They were all watching that wild rush of the black cruiser.

On and on she went, rising and falling with the gentle swells, until it looked as though she must surely be churning the sand with her hurrying screw.