That white light to the left of the red flash is the beacon on the end of the breakwater." He moved the helm a trifle and examined the chart.

"There are no rocks, anyway, and that's a comfort.

I can't say I like this running at night.
How far away was she when the moon went back on us, Harry ?" "Oh, three-quarters, at a rough guess." "Nearer a mile and a quarter, I'd say.

Well, if she doesn't dodge along shore we'll have her in the harbour.

Always supposing, that is, that she really is the _Follow Me_." "She can't be anything else," answered Harry.