Again he led the way through the jungle, striking out directly for the ocean shore.
To force their way through the tropical growth was not easy, and made every one of the party pant for breath.
They stirred up many tropical birds and once came upon a colony of monkeys, who fled, shrieking and chattering, in all directions.
At last they could plainly hear the booming of the surf.
"The ocean!" cried Dave.
"If only we come in sight of the Swallow!" put in Bob.
"Perhaps we had better be careful before we show ourselves," remarked Captain, Broadbeam. "There may be natives on the beach."
The matter was talked over, and it was decided that Stoodles and the captain should go forward to investigate.
The pair were gone less than ten minutes when Captain Broadbeam came running back in excitement.
"The Swallow is not in sight," he said. "But another ship is."