The day was just beginning to show itself in the east, though it was not yet light enough to enable them to see clearly on shore.

By the side of the railroad building was a pier, at which the two schooners lay.

They could hear the sounds of some kind of a stir on shore, but were unable to make out what it meant.
"We are losing time," said Christy, as he took in at a glance all he deemed it necessary to know in regard to the situation.
"I was about to report to you, Mr.Passford; but Mr.Amblen wished to ascertain whether or not there is a battery on this side of the point," said Flint.
"Do you find anything, Mr.Amblen ?" "No, sir; I can see nothing that looks like a battery," replied the pilot.
"Then run in, and we will make fast to these schooners and haul them out," added Christy in hurried tones.
The pilot went to the wheel, and rang one bell on the gong.

Dolly started the engine before Christy could reach the machine.

He said nothing to the oiler, but seated himself on the sofa, and observed his movements.