"The tide will not rise high enough for there to be much danger of his being washed off." "I don't think so either," Frank agreed, "or I would try and swim back again; but I really don't think I could get round the point against the tide again." In half an hour a boat rowing four oars was seen approaching.
"They are laying out well," Ruthven said.

"They couldn't row harder if they were rowing a race.

But had it not been for you, old fellow, they would have been too late, as far as I am concerned." As the boat approached, the coxswain waved his hat to the boys.

Frank motioned with his arm for them to row on round the point.

The boat swept along at a short distance from the shore.