Still, as the inner harbour was nearly a mile long and a good half-mile wide, and indented with numerous coves, the search was long.

They nosed in and out of slips, circled basins and ran down a dozen false clues supplied by sailors on the fishing schooners that lined the wharves.

And, at seven o'clock they had to acknowledge defeat.

The _Follow Me_ was most surely not in Gloucester Harbour.

Nor, for that matter, was there a cabin-cruiser that resembled her in any way.