“We sure have,” said George.
Which was a fact—if they only had known.
CHAPTER XIX
A SEA FIGHT
MEANWHILE the Chinks with absolute imperturbability and under the orders of Charley, were getting the boat on board. As it came on deck Candon appeared.
“She’s come to,” said Candon. “I’ve stuck her in the bunk in the after cabin, but she’s so rattled she won’t speak—just lays there. Hurry up with the anchor, you boys. Listen!”
From shoreward through the night came sounds, far-away shouting and then the throb of a gong.
“Those guys are collecting the hatchet men,” cried Hank, “they’ll maybe try and cut us off from the next bay—there was a boat on the sands. Lord! and I’ve dropped my Lugger.”
“I’ve got mine,” said George.