The Scoutmaster was immensely relieved that the Spindrift was not off Land's End.
At low tide all hands went over the side to retrieve the fouled anchor. One fluke had caught in a link, and the strain had forced it in so far that it could only be released by heavy blows with a hammer.
To prevent a repetition of the occurrence, the anchor was unshackled and the cable passed under the ground chain and brought back on board again.
"That will hold us all right," declared Findlay.
"My word, sir," said Hayes. "It would have been a bit rough outside, wouldn't it?"
"They say—those fishermen over there," remarked Desmond, "that the Sennen lifeboat had to go out to rescue the crew of a couple of schooners. Where is Sennen, sir?"
"Close to Land's End," replied Mr. Graham, while in his heart he was giving thanks to Providence that the Spindrift and her crew were not lying fathoms deep off the pitiless rocks of Cornwall.