A Millionaire at Sixteen by Oliver Optic

The sun rose in a nearly clear sky, with a fresh breeze from the north-west, as Captain Ringgold had predicted, and the change in the direction of the wind had knocked down the sea. At sunrise the Blanche was over thirty miles south-east of Sandy Hook, for this was the course agreed upon by the two captains. They had no information whatever in regard to the course or the movements of the Maud. On the one hand she might have gone into some cove, bay, or inlet which she had visited before; and on the other hand it was possible that she had laid her course directly for Bermuda.

"The rascal knows that I am as much interested in this affair as though Mrs. Belgrave were my own sister," said the captain from the Park. "He knows, or he ought to know, that neither Louis nor I will give up the pursuit till we recover the lady."