"We haven't any time to lose, fellows," said he. "We must carry the boat across this point to the water."
"Carry the boat!" exclaimed Mack. "It weighs half a ton!"
"Do you prefer to go around that point?" asked Angy, with a sneer, which it was not light enough to see.
"Of course we can't go around the point, for the sea is awful there," replied Mack, in a more subdued tone. "Why can't we stay where we are till the storm subsides a little?"
"And let old Squalipop send a squad here to capture us! Is that your idea?" asked the chief.
"Not exactly. They will not be likely to come here to look for us. This fellow did not go back to tell him that we had come this way. How heavy is the boat?"
"It is not very heavy, and three of us can carry it well enough," answered Angy. "If that fellow would take hold and help us, it would be a light load for four of us."
"Perhaps he will," added Mack. "Will you, my lad?"
"I will not," replied Dory firmly.
"Why not?"