"Is there not a port-hole up there over our heads?" he asked.
"I see nothing," said the Prince.
"You are not accustomed, as we are, to see through the darkness on stormy nights," said Nata; "but I see the port-hole very plainly."
"Some one must get in there, and push out the plank," said Raiden.
"You are crazy; none of us could squeeze through that narrow opening."
"If little Loo were here," muttered Raiden, "he would get in there soon enough, he would!"
At this moment the Prince felt something move between his legs, and a small figure rose from the bottom of the boat.
"Loo knew that he would be wanted!" it cried.
"What! Are you there?" said the Prince.
"Then we are saved," said Raiden.