The captain looked, and when he saw James coming toward the schooner he knew why Enoch was standing in the way of Caleb. He knew that those two boys must be kept apart or else there would be a fight; so he added hastily:
"That's so. You have not been relieved yet. You stay there until I can send some one to take your place."
"Yes; and that will never be," said Enoch, to himself.
"Enoch, I didn't think this of you," said Caleb, leaving the gangplank and settling back against the rail. "You are a friend of James Howard."
"No, I am not, and nobody knows it better than you," said Enoch. "Why do you not let him go until a proper time comes?"
"A proper time!" repeated Caleb. "The proper time is whenever I can catch him."
"I don't believe you could catch him any way," said Enoch, pointing to James and Emerson, who had stopped suddenly on discovering the boys, and did not seem inclined to come any closer. "They are going back again."
Once more Caleb rested his arms upon the rail and watched the two Tories, who had stopped and were regarding them with eyes of apprehension. They waited there for some minutes and not seeing any move on Caleb's part they mustered up courage enough to come a little closer, until they were talking with some of the provincials who were in the fight.
"Enoch, will you let me go ashore?" said Caleb. "I will never have a chance like this to get even with him."
"The captain has not sent anybody to relieve you yet," said Enoch.