"Row back!" shouted Frank, and seized his oar.
Jack followed suit. Quickly the little boat was brought about and headed back in the general direction of The Hawk.
And the enemy's boat was now lighted up by the glare of The Hawk alone.
Suddenly the flashlight of the enemy fell squarely upon the two boys.
"We're gone now, unless Lord Hastings sinks them first," said Frank quietly.
"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"
Bullets began to spatter around the two lads. One grazed Frank's ear.
"Guess we had better go overboard," he said, "They'll——"
"Boom!"
The voice of a single big gun spoke once.