"Of course ye'll be off as soon as ye can get off," said one.
"The lad might have a chance," said another. "The return tide may drift him back, but he may be carried too far down for that."
"He'll be carried below Cape Chignecto unless he gets to the land," said another.
"Isn't there a chance that he'll be picked up?" asked Bart.
The man to whom he spoke shook his head.
"There's a deal of fog in the bay this night," said he.
"Fog? Why, it's clear enough here."
"So it is; but this place and the Bay of Fundy are two different things."
"A regular sou-wester out there," said another man.
"An a pooty heavy sea by this time," said another.