A COUPLE OF ASTONISHED CONSPIRATORS The fog had been very variable in its density, and had been lifting and settling at times during the day of the capture.

By the time the two vessels were ready to get under way, it had become more solid than before.

The night had come, and the darkness with it, at about the same time.

The lookouts were still in their places; but so far as seeing anything was concerned they might as well have been in the hold.

If the Arran was still in the vicinity, as no doubt she was, the Bronx might run into her.