“Why’s that?” said Dick.
“Because the tide’s ebbing fast.”
“And what does that mean?” cried Dick.
“As if they didn’t overhaul us we should be carried out to sea.”
“But will they find us, Will?”
“No fear of that. See how plain the light’s getting. Ahoy—ah! ahoy—ah! They’re not above a quarter of a mile away.”
Soon after the dipping of the oars could be seen as they threw up the lambent light in flashes, while an ever-widening track of sparkling water was plain to the eyes. Then the voices came asking questions.
“Ahoy! Who’s aboard there?”
“Young gent Dick!” yelled Josh back.
“Who else?”