"If I was Harry I'd put a bullet through that door," he muttered.

"I wish someone would let me have a shot at them!" "You couldn't hit her at this distance, with the boats swinging," said Steve.

"Wonder why it doesn't occur to them to cut away that tender.
It's taking a mile off their speed." "Afraid of getting hit, I guess," replied Joe.
"It doesn't seem to me that we're gaining very fast." "We're not, but we're gaining fast enough.

Hello!" The _Follow Me_, having approached the end of the island, had turned her nose to port straight for the end of the beach.

"How much does she draw, Tom ?" "Two feet and a half; same as this." "And the chart shows two feet of water there at low tide!" exclaimed Steve.