Harris nodded and the two stood ready to give aid to the first enemy that should appear.
Ten minutes they waited—fifteen. No head appeared above the surface of the water.
"I guess it's no use," said Jack, slowly, at last. "They're gone!"
CHAPTER XXII
PICKED UP BY THE ENEMY
It was dark.
All through the afternoon Jack and Harris had rowed untiringly, but with the coming of nightfall there was no land in sight.
"Nothing to do but keep pulling in the same direction," said Jack.
Harris nodded.
"All right," he said, "but I'm getting tired. I'll have to rest up for an hour or so."