But it does not.

Send her along." Venning quickened up, and for some minutes pedals and levers worked at almost racing speed.
"We cannot keep this up.

Give him a call!" Venning shouted, and Mr.
Hume looked round.
"Bid you call ?" "They are after us," and Venning jerked his head back, while still bending to his work.
The hunter loosened the canvas awning, and stood up for a long look aft.

Then he faced about, and threw a quick glance up-river.
"Keep her straight for that wooded island," he said, pointing ahead towards the south bank; and Venning pulled the steering-line to place the Okapi on a new course.
Mr.Hume took in the awning and packed it away.

"Now, my lads," he said, "we'll just face the position.