"Cap'n Saul," said Archie, by and by, "will you be sailing to the s'uth'ard?"
"A mad question!" Cap'n Saul growled.
"Yes; but, sir——"
"Isn't you got no sense at all? How can I tell where the ice will go?"
Archie grinned.
"It wasn't very bright, sir," he admitted. "Still, Cap'n Saul, is there any chance——"
"Why?"
"I want to go down with Doctor Luke, sir, to Our Harbour. But I don't want to be left on the coast until the mail-boat comes north. If you think you might be in the neighbourhood of Our Harbour, and could send a boat ashore for me, sir, I'll take a chance."
"I might," Cap'n Saul replied. "An' the way the ice sets, I think I will. Will that do ye?"
"It will, sir!"