Much the same tactics were being pursued on board _The Dark Horse_, save that in addition the safety-valve was tied down. The engines worked at furious speed, and the boat leaped like a hunted stag. But the hound on its heels came closer and closer, and those on _The Dark Horse_ could hear the roar of the delighted _Firefly_ crew. Morley ground his teeth, and fed his furnaces again. Anne came on deck. "Go below!" he said, and swore at her. "I shall not," she retorted, and got away from him. He was not able to pursue, not being in position to leave his post beside the captain. Besides, he thought it mattered very little whether she was seen or not. Ware knew that she was on board, and, moreover, if _The Dark Horse_ were overhauled, he would suffer most himself by the capture. It would do him no good to throw Anne overboard, although he felt much inclined to do so if only for revenge. Calthorpe could well be proud of his boat. She responded gallantly to the strain put upon her, and tore like a mad thing through the waste of waters. She swung 'longside of _The Dark Horse_, Dane steering with flashing eyes and his long hair streaming in the wind. There was less than a quarter of a mile separating the boats. Morley swerved to the right. Dane followed. A pretty bit of steering on the part of both vessels took place until the winds and waves took command. Then the boats, out of hand, swung together, almost touching. Giles could see Anne. She cried out and stretched her hands. Suddenly Dane turned the yacht in a circle. Calthorpe shouted to know, with several adjectives, what he was up to. He would have stopped the engines, which were working furiously, but that it was dangerous at the moment. _The Firefly_ swung round, and then with the rush of a wounded bull came straight at _The Dark Horse_. "Hell!" cried Calthorpe, "he's going to ram her." There was no time to stop the engines, or to reverse them. Those on _The Dark Horse_ gave a yell of fear as the larger vessel bore down on their slighter craft. Dane, fairly mad, shouted out abuse to Morley. Another moment and the pursuing yacht struck the other midships, cutting her almost to the waterline. All on board both ships were thrown down. _The Firefly_ reeled back. Giles lifted his head to see Anne falling overboard as _The Dark Horse_ lurched in the roaring waters. With a cry of terror, he tore a lifebelt from its fastenings and threw himself after her.