Mole stumped away in some vexation.
He felt that he had been extra vigilant, and consequently also felt a little called down.
Jack now questioned the captain about the situation.
He found that the fog was liable to last for several days.
“This is a bad business,” said Harry. “I don’t want to stay here forever any more than Mole.”
“We don’t have to,” replied Jack. “Take my word for it, this fog bank don’t amount to anything great. I believe we could work out of it if we struck off to the eastward. It looks light over there.”
“We better not try it with the Catamaran,” said Harry; “first we know we shall run ashore—we are too near the Arabian coast to take any risk.”
“I don’t believe a word of it,” said Jack; “but if you think so, of course I can’t insist.”
“I do think so, but I can’t prove that I am right.”
“Well, then, I can prove my position.”