Accordingly Harrison departed in quest of the large boat he had seen. In a short time the boys heard the sound of oars and discovered him rowing the skiff towards the Fortuna.
"I have the boat all right," he cried as he approached the vessel, "but there is no painter. We haven't a thing to make fast with."
"We've got plenty of line," asserted Jack. "Tom, suppose you hand up a length of that half inch stuff in the lazarette."
"Here's a long piece coiled up. Will that do?" asked Tom.
"Sure," asserted Harrison. "Anything that's long enough. If it's too long we'll let the end drag," he added with a laugh.
"Now the shovels and we'll be all right," cried Arnold.
"The man who had charge of the boats has gone after a couple of shovels," replied Harrison. "By the time we're aboard, he should be here. He hasn't far to go. Are all of you ready?"
"All ready," declared Jack. "The doors are locked, the kitten out, the clock wound and everything is snug and comfy."
"He knows how to close up shop," asserted Harry. "Go a voyage with him and see if I'm not right! I've sailed with him."
"And the cap and fuse for the dynamite?" asked Frank.