CHAPTER II: A MAD DOG.
"Don't you think, Hargate," Ruthven shouted in his ear, "we had better run before it?
It's as much as Handcock can do to keep her head straight." "Yes," Frank shouted back, "if it were not for the Goodwins.

They lie right across ahead of us." Ruthven said no more, and for another hour he and Frank rowed their hardest.

Then Handcock and Jones took the oars.

Ruthven lay down in the bottom of the boat and Frank steered.

After rowing for another hour Frank found that he could no longer keep the boat head to wind.