“Right,” said Greig.
“And if matters come to the worst, let the boat drop down the river. Save the ladies, and try to get help.”
“Yes, father,” said Frank huskily. “Are you going to tell them what you are about to do?”
“No. Now then, ashore! Quick!”
One of the first to step quickly and silently out of the boat was Tim, and a minute later the boat-keepers saw the party disappear into the darkness; and then Frank sat there listening to a faint sigh or two, the rippling of the water beneath the boat, and trying to make out the shape of the nearest prahu.
Chapter Twenty Four.
Up the River.
A halt was made as soon as the little party were well away from the boat, for arms to be examined, and a plan of attack arranged.