Everyone keep a watch.

We're going to eat dinner in the harbour or know why!" The cruiser moved slowly on once more, her nose turning sharply.

Then she paused, went back and again moved forward, Steve turning the wheel slowly with his eyes on the compass.

"Now watch on the starboard side, Phil!" he called.
"Which is that?
My right ?" "Yes, you land-lubber! Hear anything ?" "N-no! I didn't _hear_ anything before until we were almost on the breakwater.

Sometimes I think I can hear--" Phil's voice died away to silence.
"Hear what ?" asked Steve.
"Well, water sort of lapping.