Supper was ready, but they waited hard an hour, thinking that Baxter, Lesher, and their party would put in an appearance at any moment.
"I reckon they aren't coming just yet," said Captain Blossom, at length.

"Let us wait no longer." "I'm willing," said Tom.

The extra work had sharpened his appetite wonderfully.
The evening passed quietly and soon one after another retired.

As agreed, the camp-fire was left burning, and each took his turn at remaining on guard.
In the morning it was Dora who made an announcement that startled all of them.

The girl had taken Captain Blossom's spyglass and was looking across the bay in the direction of the wreck.
"There are men on board of the _Golden Wave_" she announced.