"That's all right," said the man in a low voice. "Think ye can stand up?"
"I don't know, but I guess so. I'll try."
Helped by the man, he succeeded in getting to his feet and crawled over the side of the boat to the ground.
"I'm pretty wobbly," he gasped, "but I guess I'll be all right in a few minutes."
"Here, Pete, you take hold of one arm and I'll take the other, and I guess we'll get him along all right."
Jack stumbled along between the two men, for what seemed a long ways, but which was in reality only a few rods. He was too tired to take much notice of his surroundings, but soon saw, by the light of a dark lantern, which one of the men carried, that they were passing between heavy piles. Soon they came to a stone wall and it seemed to Jack that they must be at the end of their journey, but as they came closer, the light of the lantern showed a small hole, just large enough for a man to creep through.
"I'll go first," said the man with the lantern, "then let the kid follow."
He reached through and set the lantern down on the other side, and by dint of much squeezing and grunting, managed to push himself through.
"Now you go, kid," ordered the other man.
Jack was much smaller than the man who had gone first and crawled through without much difficulty, followed a moment later by the second man.