“What’s that mean, Mas’ Don?”
“Don’t know. Some order.”
“Boat ahoy!” cried one of the watch forward, and there was a buzz of excitement which told that the paddling of the canoe had been seen.
“Watch there forward!” roared the captain.
“Ay, ay, sir,” came back.
“Follow me, Jem; we must swim to her now.”
“I’m after you, my lad.”
“Jem!” in a tone of despair.
“What is it!”
“The rope’s cut!”