The brilliant rays of the searchlight lit up the faces of Tom's rescuers as plain as day. As it fell on the wild, dripping countenances of the tug-boat men, Jack gave a sudden start.
"Great Scott!" he burst out. "Can it be possible?"
"Hoots! Can what be possible, mon?" queried Sandy.
"Why, look! Look there!"
"At what, pray? I see that they've rescued poor Tom."
"No—I mean look at that man—the one there by the pilot-house. And the other beside him!"
"What in the name of the haunted kirk of Alloway are ye speekin' aboot, noo'?" inquired the Scotch boy.
"Why, those men. It's Dampier and Captain Walstein, just as sure as we are on this bridge—and—and Tom is in their power!"