French Pete had come out of the cabin and was triumphantly regarding the spectacle.
"What I tell you?
Can't fool-a ze old man, dat 's what.

I hit it in ze dark just so well as in ze sunshine.

I know--I know." "Is she goin' to howl ?" 'Frisco Kid asked from the cabin, where he was starting the fire.
The Frenchman gravely studied sea and sky for a couple of minutes.
"Mebbe blow over--mebbe blow up," was his doubtful verdict.

"Get breakfast queeck, and we try ze dredging." Smoke was rising from the cabins of the different sloops, denoting that they were all bent on getting the first meal of the day.

So far as the _Dazzler_ was concerned, it was a simple matter, and soon they were putting a single reef in the mainsail and getting ready to weigh anchor.
Joe was curious.