“It is! It is!” bawled Giles Borden. “And look, there they are on the shore, ready to embark, all of them!”
“Yes, and Jasniff is with them!” added Dave, Phil, and Roger in a breath.
CHAPTER XXVIII—IN WHICH THE ENEMY SAILS AWAY
It was a startling discovery, and for the moment Dave and the others did not know what to do.
“Do you see anything of Captain Sanders, or Smiley?” questioned our hero.
“Not a thing,” returned the senator’s son. “It’s strange, too.”
“Oh, cannot we stop them in some manner?” pleaded Giles Borden.
“Come on—we’ll do what we can!” cried Phil.
“That’s the talk!” put in old Billy Dill. “Oh, for a gatling gun that we might train on ’em!” he added.
All were calculating the distance to the shore. Between them and the water was a slight hollow, overgrown with brushwood and vines. How long would it take to find a path through that hollow?