Andy slipped down the cliff after Tom, glad that the sentry had heard the lullaby and had thought it must be Tom. Tom was waiting for him by the line of rocks.
"Didn't I make a row?" he whispered. "But I couldn't help it."
"It's all right! I set the record going and the sentry thinks you are busy in the cave, singing yourself to sleep," said Andy with a low chuckle. "Come on—we've no time to lose!"
Chapter 18
Heave-Ho! Heave-Ho!
Over the line of rocks the boys slipped and climbed. Tom following Andy closely, for Andy now knew the best way very well indeed. Big waves wetted them, but they did not care. All they wanted was to get back to the girls safely.
"The sentry won't look in at me to-night, I'm sure," said Tom, as they at last reached the sandy shore of the beach. "And the one that comes in the morning may not go into the cave to see me at all—he is a surly fellow."
"Well—that gives us a little time to think what to do next," said Andy. "Though I'm blessed if I know what will be best to do!"
They made their way to the shack, which was in darkness, for Andy had forbidden the girls to show a light of any sort in case the enemy saw it. Mary and Jill were lying together on their heather bed in the darkness, fast asleep.
Mary heard the boys come in and she sat upright in bed at once. "Is. that you, Andy?"