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UNDER THE SAIL
That Claude Harper was searching for them, the girls did not doubt. But though he knew someone had been peering in the window, they were hopeful he had not actually seen them. Huddling beneath the sail in the bottom of the boat, they nervously waited.
The man came farther out on the pier, the boards creaking beneath his weight.