"Where?" asked Paganel.
"There," said Lady Helena, pointing to a black speck a mile ahead.
"That is true," answered Paganel. "Let us try to determine its position, that we may not run upon it when the tide covers it."
The yawl was drawn alongside.
"It is exactly at the northern projection of the mountain," said Captain Mangles. "Wilson, bear away towards the offing."
"Yes, captain," replied the sailor, bearing with all his weight upon the steering oar.