“I think we had better make another trip to the ship, and bring back what we can. We shall need a further supply of provisions, and there will be other things that will occur to us as likely to be needed.”
“May I go with you, Mr. Holdfast?” asked Harry.
“Yes,” answered the mate; “I will take you and Jack, and Mr. Stubbs, too, may come, if he will.”
“I am quite at your command, captain,” said the Yankee.
Nothing suited Harry better than to make one of the expeditions. He and Jack clambered up the ship’s sides, and chased each other in boyish fun. Jack had no fear of a stern rebuke from Mr. Holdfast, who had a sympathy with the young. He would not have dared to take such liberties with Captain Hill.
“How long do you think the ship will hold together, Mr. Holdfast?” asked Stubbs.
“For a week, perhaps, unless the sea becomes rough, and dashes her against the reef with violence.”
“At present she seems motionless.”
“Yes, she is not at present receiving any damage. It will be a sad day when she goes to pieces,” continued the mate, gravely.
“Yes, but it will hardly make our position worse. There is no chance of our making any use of her, I take it.”