"Going—astern—sir," sang the man in the chains.
"All clear," bellowed the bow watch.
"Coates, we're off!" said the captain, lifting his cap and wiping the perspiration from his brow.
The jackies on the after deck set up a great cheer.
"Mr. Navigator, have you got this shoal down on your chart now?"
"Yes, sir."
"Please see that there is no mistake about it. Have you got the ranges marked on the chart also?"
"Yes, sir."
"Very good. We do not want this thing to happen to us again, or to any one else. We have been very lucky in getting off so easily."
"Are you going to have the bottom examined?" asked the executive.