Just below the town of Kaira, where the Shiré River joins the Zambezi, definite news came to hand concerning the "Vorwartz." A large canoe, laden with millet, arrived the same day as the "Aphrodite." Her crew reported, through a Portuguese interpreter who spoke indifferent English, that they had passed a strange-looking vessel, somewhat resembling the "Aphrodite," four days up the river, and that it was hard aground at the mouth of a tributary known as the Zampa. This report was confirmed by the detector which gave the "Vorwartz’s" position as sixty-three miles to the north-west. Captain Restronguet noticed that he was gaining rapidly on his rival, and had been unable to account for the rapid decrease in the intervening distance unless Karl von Harburg had lighted upon an isolated spot that seemed to suit his requirements. At Kaira Captain Restronguet was able to procure an old though fairly reliable Portuguese map of the course of the river, and on this the position of the rival submarine was carefully noted. If she succeeded in floating and proceeding up the Zampa River it was evident that the "Vorwartz" would soon be in British territory--the colony of Rhodesia. That same evening a wireless message--the first for three days--was received from Captain Restronguet’s English agent stating that the Foreign Office was in communication with the government of the Portuguese Republic, and an arrangement had been arrived at whereby three British sternwheeler gunboats that were used to patrol the Shiré River, were to be allowed to descend to the Zambezi and attempt to cut off the "Vorwartz" on her return. "Evidently the British Navy wants to chip in at the death," commented Captain Restronguet. "We must look to our laurels. It would be hard lines to be searching for days amongst these unexplored backwaters without success, and to find that one of these little paddle-boats by a piece of sheer good luck had managed to blow the ’Vorwartz’ to smithereens while she was lying helplessly stranded on a mud-flat." Hythe did not reply. He was naturally anxious, now that he had been on board the "Aphrodite" for such a lengthy period and had faced perils in company with her crew, that Captain Restronguet should receive a just reward for his strenuous endeavours; yet he did not forget that he was still an officer of the great British Navy, whose policy is to be ready, aye ready, in the hour of triumph or in the hour of disaster alike. Just then Carnon, who since Kenwyn’s illness had been appointed solely for duties in connexion with the detector, approached and saluted. "The detector, sir, has gone wrong," he reported. "Gone wrong? What do you mean? Have you been tampering with the instrument?" "No, sir. The last reading gave sixty-one miles. That was five minutes ago. When I looked again there was no record at all. The batteries are still working: I could get a spark an inch in length. The terminals are properly clamped."