"Everybody that's going."
"Very good, sir. Which way are we heading?"
"I'll tell you when we get outside the harbor. I'm in a hurry."
The sailing master ducked back into his cabin, shouted an order through a speaking tube that communicated with the engine-room and then ran forward along the deck. A minute later the winch was wheezing and the yacht Sunshine was bringing her mud-hook aboard.
Bill retired to his stateroom and poured another drink.
[CHAPTER XVIII]
Castaways
Two swimmers rested for breath at an anchorage buoy and smiled at each other.