“That will be after dark.”
“Yes, this evening; but to-morrow morning the tide will be out, and everything can be done then.”
“But then we shall be in school.”
“So you will. Well, it’ll have to be managed without you. But, after all, you won’t be wanted till the evening. My men and I can do all the fixins. We’ll get everything ready when the tide is out, and then in the evening, when you come, you will be able to help without getting up to your eyes in mud.”
“O, well, we’ll all be down.”
“How many can you muster? A dozen boys like you will be enough.”
“O, we can muster more than that, if you wish it. We will bring down the whole school.”
“All right then. You see it will be about eight men’s work. I and my men make three, and you lads ought to make up the rest. It’ll be mostly pullin that you’ll be wanted for.”
“Pulling?”
“Yes—histin. I’ll rig some tackle for you. Besides, I’ll have to get the vessel clear of mud at low tide. There can’t be much in her here.”