Altogether, it was near or just past midnight when he reached Scarhaven, and when he did get there, it was to see the lights of a steamer going out of the bay." "The _Pike_, of course," muttered Copplestone.
"Of course--and some men on the quay told him," continued Gilling.

"Well, that put Swallow in a fix.

He was dead certain, of course, that his man was on that yacht.

However, he didn't want to rouse suspicion, so he didn't ask any of those quayside men if they'd seen the Squire.

Instead, remembering what I'd told him about Mrs.Greyle he asked for her house and was directed to it.