“We can’t round the point,” said Tellef.
“Yes, we can,” said Johnny Blossom, bracing his feet more firmly against the bottom of the boat.
“Shall we shout for help?” asked Tellef.
“Oh, that would only frighten them if they heard us,” answered Johnny Blossom.
The great waves were now driving the boat in towards the shore, but unfortunately to the outer, dangerous side of the Tongue.
“Shall we say our prayers?” asked Tellef.
“Not yet,” answered John.
—“for we are surely going to drown,” continued Tellef.
The wind was roaring so that they could scarcely hear each other speak.
The boat was driven nearer and nearer to the shore. “It is going to strike and we must jump for the land,” screamed Johnny. The instant after, the boat did strike, and Tellef and John were thrown head first onto the smooth beach.