The wind continued to drop, until the vessel scarcely moved through the water, and, after a while, the sweeps were got out, and were worked until the day broke.

All eyes were on the lookout for the cutter, as the day dawn began to steal over the sky.
"There she is, sure enough," the captain exclaimed at length, "lying to on the watch, some eight miles to the west.

She must have seen us, for we are against the light sky; but, like, ourselves, she is becalmed." It was a quarter of an hour, however, before the position of the cutter was seen to change.

Then her head was suddenly turned east.
"She has got the wind," the captain said.

"Now we only want a good breeze, and you'll have a lively day of it, lads." From the time when she had turned, the lugger had made only about eight miles along the coast to the east, and an equal distance seaward, for the tide had set against her.