"Ay!"
"I'll turn out all the men I can get, and we'll rake over the sand-hills."
"Ay!"
As he turned to go, Jack came trotting in.
"I d'n know what's come of him," he said; "I've been everywhere I can think of."
"I'm going to get all the help I can, and we'll search through the sand-hills, Jack."
"I'll come too," said Jack. And they went away together.
[CHAPTER XX]
A NARROW SQUEAK
Once aboard the smack, Jim was shoved into a small black dog-hole of a cabin forward and the door slid to and bolted. And there, all alone in the dark, he presently passed a very evil time.