"If we start her she'll kick it away in a minute." "But there isn't any use starting her," said Steve thoughtfully, "unless she's afloat a good deal more than she was this morning.

If only we had something to fix a line to astern we might pull her off with the windlass." His gaze ran seaward and in an instant he was on his feet gazing intently through the mist.

"What's that back there ?" he demanded eagerly.

"Isn't it a rock, fellows ?".