“It’s some of that rascally Jarrow crew up to some trick,� declared Sherry, “don’t answer them.�
“It doesn’t sound like them,� said Jack hesitatingly.
“Seems to me I know that voice,â€� said Raynor, “I’ve heard——â€�
“Ahoy, ashore there.�
The hail came again. This time it was accompanied by the splash of oars.
“Boat ahoy! What do you want?� hailed Jack, cupping his hands.
“Can we make a safe landing there?�
“Yes, pull for the fire. But who are you?�
“Shipwrecked sailors,� was the reply. Then there came the rapid dip of oars, and before many minutes a boat pulled into the glare of light cast by the fire. The boys ran forward as three men staggered out of the craft, showing signs of exhaustion. At sight of the first of the newcomers, Raynor uttered a shout of astonishment.
It was Terror Carson. The men with him were O’Brien, the Irish helmsman and another named Tewson.