The Russian officer went on to the little bridge, signalled "full speed ahead" to the engine-room, and then took the wheel.

The screws ground the water astern into foam, the black shape leapt forward and sped away eastward into the glimmering dawn with its silent passenger lying in the swinging boat, and the unseen watchers standing by the helmsman....
More earth-hours passed.

The sun rose upon a lonely sea.

The destroyer stopped, and a white speck on the eastward horizon rapidly grew into the white shape of a large yacht flying through the water at a tremendous speed.

In a few minutes she was almost alongside.