“So now we are to see some seals?” said Dick excitedly.
“I don’t know,” said Will quietly. “This is the cave they are in sometimes; but one don’t know whether there are any here.”
“I think I see a little one drop off the rock as we come in sight,” said Josh quietly. “Might have been a shag; but there was something on yonder rock; we shall see.”
“It looks a rum place,” said Dick. “Why, the water goes right in. We shall have to wait till it’s dry.”
“Then we shall never go in, sir,” said Will smiling. “It is never dry, and the water is deep.”
“What are we going to do, then?” said Dick.
“Row in—I mean push the boat in. The entrance is wide enough for that.”
“What! Are we going to pass right in there?” said Arthur rather excitedly.
“I suppose so,” said his father quietly. “Are you afraid?”
“No, I’m not afraid,” said Arthur quickly, but colouring a little the while; “only—only it seems so queer—such an awkward place to go in.”