CHAPTER IV.
A NEW DANGER.
To the frightened boys in the cabin it was as if the night would never come to an end, and during every one of those fearful moments they believed the yacht was on the point of taking the final plunge.
At four o'clock in the morning the steamer's movements became more regular; but not less in violence, and, shortly after, the sailing master came below.
"We are laying-to," he said to Mr. Emery. "There is a nasty sea on, and I didn't care to take the chances of fighting against it."
"How does she stand it?"
"Like a darling. I was afraid of straining her at first; but when she took the butt end of the storm in such a pleasant fashion there was no longer any reason to fret about her."
"It didn't seem like such a very pleasant fashion to us," Teddy said to Neal, who had succeeded in gaining a chair near his friend.
"It appeared to me as if she kicked pretty hard about it," Neal replied, and then Mr. Emery asked:
"What are the weather indications?"