There is no chance of carrying off the Lido by speed from the Genoese; but if we could get her out of the bay we might bring her round here and lay her behind those rocks, and the Genoese would pass by without dreaming she was there.

Half a mile out those rocks would look as if they form part of the cliff, and none would suspect there was a passage behind them." "That is something like an idea!" Matteo said, jumping to his feet.
"Why did you not tell me of it before?
You have quite alarmed me.
Seriously, I began to think that you had become a little mad, and was wondering whether I had not better go back and fetch the captain and some of his men to look after you.
"Now let us look at your rocks again.

Why, man, there is not water enough to float a boat between them and the shore, much less the Lido, which draws nine foot of water now she is loaded." "I don't know, Matteo.

Looking down on water from a height is very deceiving.

If it is clear and transparent, there is nothing to enable you to judge its depth.