"A message from the Hands! Look!" They crowded around her.

In that same familiar handwriting was scrawled across the face of the card these few words-- "To Sanford Quest.
"You have escaped this time by a chance of fortune, not because your wits are keen, not because of your own shrewdness; simply because Fate willed it.

It will not be for long." Underneath was the drawing of the clenched hands.
"There is no longer any doubt," Lenora said calmly.

"Craig is on board.

He must have been on deck a few minutes ago.