"Masts are gone, and she's sinking," one of the steamer's officers told him. "I guess we can't get to her any too quickly." And it was high time a rescue was made, for Captain Jepson, and Mr. Pertell had decided to take to the boats with all on board. The _Mary Ellen_ _was_ sinking; there was no doubt of that. All that could be done had been done, but to no avail. But hope revived when the steamer was sighted. A little later, the _Sirius_ stood by. And high time, too. As a last resort, when it was found that the repaired pumps could not keep the water down in the hold, so big was the leak, the signal of distress had been hoisted. And, after many anxious hours, it had been thus providentially answered. Then a thought came to Mr. Pertell. The weather had cleared. The schooner would keep afloat a few hours more. Why not make the pictures of the shipwreck now? It would be his only chance. True, they would not be just as planned, but they would be better than losing all the efforts that had been made. There was a brief talk with the captain of the _Sirius_. He consented to stand by until the sea drama, quickly revised, was acted out--at least, until shipwreck scenes were portrayed. It was rather an exciting time, the passengers dropping overboard from the sinking schooner, and being rescued in boats. Russ, on board the _Ajax_, which was again put into the sea, worked the camera. The _Mary Ellen_ made a more realistic wreck than had been hoped for. Former Captain Brisco and Hen Lacomb, alone, refused to take any part in the drama. At last the final film was run off, the last rescue was made by the motor craft and small boats, and all, passengers and crew, from the sinking schooner, were taken aboard the _Sirius_. "There she goes!" said Alice softly, as, with a final lurch, and a blowing up of her decks, from the compressed air under them, the old craft, bow first went beneath the waves. Russ took the final pictures. "Game to the last!" said Captain Jepson. "She went down bow on, to show she wasn't afraid of Davy Jones! That's the last of her, and the last of Brisco's schemes to get her for his own use." "Tell me about that now," suggested Mr. Pertell. "I have time to listen now, for we aren't trying to save a sinking ship." They were all now safely aboard the steamer, which had resumed her course. The moving pictures had all been taken, save some that needed a shore background, and these could be done later. "Did Brisco really plot to get the _Mary Ellen_?" asked the manager. "He did," said Jack Jepson. "I'll tell you the whole story." And he did. Briefly it was this: