Chapter XV.—Bob Rescues His Father—Conclusion.
The savages were pressing close upon the Dart. Something must be done.
"Slip the cable!" shouted the captain. "Up with the jib, topgallant sails, and gaff!"
"We must trust to weathering the point," he added to the mate. "If we do, we are safe. The current will carry us to sea."
His orders were executed.
The wind fortunately blew from the southward, and, filling the light sails, carried the Dart off the shore.
The yacht's head paid off, and, answering her helm, she, with the tide in her favor, bore seaward.
A few parting shots, and the Dart, now feeling the full force of the wind, left the fleet of canoes far behind.
The next few hours were employed in the dressing of wounds and making things a little ship-shape.
It had been a hard-fought fight, and everyone was tired out.