The mast could be taken down in an emergency, but they were all of the opinion that the sail would draw, and draw well.

It might not always be easy to control it, but "The Galleon" was built in Spanish fashion, heavy, deep, and square, and it would take a great deal to make her capsize.
While the others worked one watched, and the boats of the Indians were seen again at the edge of the far forest.

The last time they saw them they were so far down that they were almost opposite the point where the Spaniards lay, which indicated two things to them, first the certainty that Alvarez had not moved, and second that "The Galleon" and her crew were absolutely safe for the time being, where they lay.
"I suppose that Alvarez is in no hurry and decided to take a day of rest," said Henry.
They finished their own labors late in the afternoon and contemplated the mast and sail with pride.
"Now that it's done, I'm glad that it hez been done," said Shif'less Sol.
"It'll save me a lot o' work hereafter.

It would be jest like you fellers to make me git callous spots all over the inside o' my hands, when the hide on Jim Hart's is already so thick it wouldn't hurt him to do all his rowin' an' mine, too." "I jest love to see you work, Sol," said Long Jim Hart.

"I can't enjoy my rest real good, 'less at the same time I'm layin' on my back watchin' you heavin' away." Nevertheless, all took a long rest though maintaining a vigilant watch, and, with pleasure, they saw a dark night come on.