Several of the others stood close to him, and four of them had hold of the other end of the rope.

When the boat was within fifty yards of shore, the sail was lowered; but she still drove straight on before the wind, with scarce an abatement in her speed.

A man stood in her bow, also with a coil of rope in his hand, and, as he approached, threw it far ahead.

The fisherman rushed waist deep into the water and caught the end of it, which in a moment was knotted to the one in his hand.
"Run along with her," he shouted.
For a moment, the boat towered on the top of a wave, which raced in towards the shore.

The next, as it came, took her stern, and she was in the act of swinging round, when the strain of the rope came upon her, and brought her straight again.