Towards night, they saw the “Moonlight” astern of the ship, and noticed that the captain frequently examined her with his glass. Then they made out the revenue-cutter, and they saw the captain looking at her a great deal. Lon thought the shipmaster was very anxious about something; for he would hardly speak a civil word to him, when he asked him a question. At sunset, when the calm came on, the captain was more gruff than ever; and he seemed to be very nervous. After dark the cutter ran alongside of her; and her captain wanted to know what the ship was doing so near the island. Her papers were examined; but they were found to be all right. The officer apologized for boarding the “Housatonic;” and the cutter left her. Early in the evening Lon and Matt turned in, for the want of something better to do. The ship did not move, and every thing was as still as death. The boys slept very well, better than the captain,--so well that at daylight they could sleep no more, though they remained in their berths. CHAPTER XXVI. ANOTHER UNEXPECTED MEETING. Wade Brooks had his supper, by the grace of Pollish, in the kitchen, so that he was not obliged to appropriate a part of the captain’s meal, as he had of his breakfast and dinner. At an early hour in the evening, he turned into a spare bunk in the forecastle; for it was not necessary for him to seek his hiding-place. He slept well, and he did not wake as early as the runaways on board of the “Housatonic.” Wade could sleep twelve hours a night when he had nothing better to do; and he did it on this occasion. Capt. Bendig had not slept as well. He had been on deck half the night, looking out for an opportunity to communicate with the “Housatonic.” He had not been in his berth more than an hour at a time; and this was calculated to make him cross on the following day, for no one feels good after he has been up half the night. He was on deck at daylight, when a little breeze came up from the eastward, which was not fair for the yacht or the ship. But the “Moonlight” was under way as soon as the breeze swelled her sails. She barely moved, and it would take her some time to beat up to the “Housatonic.” The revenue-cutter was about two miles farther to the westward than she had been the night before. She seemed to be on a mission of some kind, and to be determined to remain near this particular locality. If there had been a good wind, the yacht would have followed the “Housatonic” to some part of the sea where the cutter could not notice her movements. But the ship could do nothing in that light head wind, though she had braced her yards so as to lay a course to the south-east. She had no perceptible motion as she was seen from the deck of the yacht.