CHAPTER XIII.
AT THE END OF THE CHASE Mr.Gilfleur estimated that the Eleuthera was at least fifteen miles from the light, and the whistles were not loud enough to be heard at that distance.

Neither of the voyagers had any doubt that the dark mass ahead was the Chateaugay, and the skipper headed the boat for her.

If it were not the ship that was expecting to pick up the visitors to the island, she would not be whistling in mid-ocean; and any other vessel would carry a head and side lights.
In half an hour more, for the Chateaugay appeared to have stopped her screw, the boat was within speaking distance, and the hail of Christy was answered.

When she came alongside the steamer, the accommodation ladder was rigged out, several seamen came on board, and the voyagers hastened to the deck of the ship.

Captain Chantor grasped the hand of the lieutenant, and then of the detective.
"I had some doubts whether or not I should ever see you again," said the commander.