"No matter how; you have done your share of the business. Be mine the task to secure the rest."
"When?"
"To-morrow."
"Good!" said Hunston, gleefully, "good! I feel a presentiment of luck. I'm not superstitious, but I feel as certain now that we shall succeed—as certain as if the boys were already in our power."
"They shall be," returned the woman, solemnly, "they shall be. I swear it!"
CHAPTER XIX.
JACK AND HARRY GIRDWOOD AFLOAT—THE SQUALL—THE SHIPWRECKED
BOY—DEEDS OF HEROISM—THEIR REWARD—A DEADLY PERIL.
"Down with sail, Jack; we shall be over if we are not sprightly," said Harry.
Young Jack laughed.