“Well, what would you have me do?” asked the captain.
“Wait!” was the reply. “Wait for them!”
The captain looked at his watch.
“It’s five thirty now,” he said. “I shall wait until six thirty.”
With this the others were forced to be content.
“If they haven’t come then, we’ll have the captain set us ashore,” said the colonel.
The passengers from the last boat came over the side, and Mr. Willing questioned them eagerly. None had seen any sign of the missing ones.
Dick, gazing over the rail, uttered a cry and pointed across the water.
A boat was putting off from shore and coming toward the steamer.
“I guess they are coming at last,” said Colonel Ashton. “I’ll read Mabel a lecture when she gets here.”