"Now up with the throat halliard. That will do.
"Now the gaff a little more. Belay there.
"Now get that topsail up from the sail locker. We won't shift jibs just yet, until we see whether the breeze is going to freshen."
It was not long before the increasing heel of the craft, and rustle of water along her side, told that she was travelling faster.
"The wind is freeing her a bit, sir. It has shifted a good half point in the last ten minutes."
"That is a comfort," Frank said. "You may as well heave the log. I should like to know how she is going before I turn in."
"Seven knots, sir," the mate reported. "That is pretty fair, considering how close-hauled she is."
"Well, I will turn in now. Let me know if there is any change."
At five o'clock Frank was on deck again. Purvis was in charge of the watch now.
"Good morning, sir," he said, touching his hat as Frank came up. "We are going to have a fine day, and the wind is likely to keep steady."