"Anyhow, the fog's getting thinner all the while," remarked Will joyfully.
"That's a fact," said Frank, glancing up from his work.
A minute later there was a whirr.
"Hurrah! She works!" shouted Jerry.
"Thank goodness! Then we're saved!" echoed Will.
"Get up your anchor, Bluff," remarked Frank quietly.
This Bluff did with cheerful alacrity, and immediately the little motor-boat began to churn the water with her accustomed zeal.
"How long had we been sitting there?" asked Jerry.
"Just two hours," was Frank's reply as he consulted his little nickel watch.
"And now what?" demanded Will.