Of course, they feasted that night, and considerable of the talk around the camp-fire concerned the late adventure.
"It might have been much more serious," George declared.
"That's a fact," added Josh, wagging his long head, solemnly, as was his custom. "Suppose now that same thing had happened in the middle of the night? Whew! we never would have known what had become of the blessed old Wireless. Jimmy here would have said the ghosts had carried her off."
"Even if that shark had had a better start he might have given us a long chase before we caught him. And you fellows saw how quick it got dark tonight, with the clouds hanging over us," George continued.
"What would you have done in that case, Jack?" asked Nick.
"Do you mean if we found ourselves far out on the dark sound?" laughed the one addressed. "Why, I reckon we could have heard you shout; and if that failed there was the fire. Oh, I don't doubt we'd have found some way to get back here, all in good time!"
By ten o'clock the sky had cleared again, so that they concluded to keep to the original plan, which included a night ashore. George was seen to pay particular attention about fastening his boat to the others with an extra cable.
"He's meaning to make things secure," chuckled Josh.
"Yes, one experience is quite enough for George, sometimes," commented Herb. "If another shark gets the fever, and tries to run away with an anchor, he's just got to take the entire bunch."
"Yes, and the whole island in the bargain, because they've fastened the boats to that tree, you notice," Josh observed.