"All right, let her roll. The tender will come back and pull us in."
By the time the decoys were out it began to spit snow, and the wind had freshened.
As the sailor was about to start back, Stuart spoke sharply:
"Listen to me now, Niels."
The Norwegian tipped his cap and stood at attention.
"Yes, sir!"
"Keep a sharp watch on this weather. If you see the wind haul to the north, put a compass in your tender, take your bearing from the yacht to this blind, in case it should shut in thick, and come after us in double-quick time. You understand?"
"Yes sir."
"If it looks bad, don't wait too long."
"I'll watch it, sir," was the prompt response, as he stooped to start his wheel.