"Please take us on board." The Captain shook his head.
"Are you from Scotland Yard ?" he asked.

"Have you got your warrant ?" "We are from America," Quest answered, "but we've got a Scotland Yard man with us, and a warrant, right enough." "Any extradition papers ?" "No time to get them yet," Quest replied, "but the man's wanted for murder." "Are you from the New York police ?" Quest shook his head.
"I am a private detective," he announced.

"I am working in conjunction with the New York Police." The Captain shook his head.
"I am over an hour late," he said, "and it's costing me fifty pounds a minute.

If I take you on board, you'll have to come right along with me, unless you find the fellow before we've left your tug behind." Quest turned around.
"Will you risk it ?" he asked.
"Yes!" they all replied.
"We're coming, Captain," Quest decided.
A rope ladder was let down.

The steamer began to slow.
"Can you girls manage it ?" Quest asked doubtfully.
Laura smiled.
"I should say so," she replied.