We'll just have to run for it and trust to luck!" "Right-o," called Joe sturdily.

"Let her flicker, old man! There's one thing plumb certain, and that is if we come across an island we're--um--likely to run clean over it!" But Joe was wrong.
The words were scarcely off his lips when a cry of mingled astonishment and alarm sprang from Steve as he threw his weight on the wheel.

At the same moment there was a shock that sent all hands reeling, the _Adventurer_ quivered from stern to stern, and then, after a moment no longer than a heart-beat, lurched forward again.

Directly over the bow, glimpsed vaguely through the rain and gloom, rose a towering cliff.
Steve's frantic efforts were in vain, for although he tore at the clutch and the propeller thrashed the water astern, the _Adventurer_ was already in the smother of the surf and an instant later she struck..