There are sure to be some of them at Granville, to say nothing of Saint Malo.

I don't suppose any of those at Granville will put out in search of us, merely to please the Maire; but if any were going to sea, they would be sure to keep a lookout for us." "If they did see us, we should have no chance of getting away, Terence.

This boat is not so big as the one we stole at Bayonne, but it rows much heavier." "There is one thing--even a privateer could not sail very fast in this light wind and, if it freshens in the morning, we can get up the sail." "Then I hope it will get up a bit," Ryan said, "for after another five or six hours' rowing, with these beastly oars, my hands will be raw; and I am sure my back and arms will be nearly broken." "We must risk that, Dick.

We calculated fifteen miles in a straight line across to Jersey, so that we must jog along at the rate of a couple of miles an hour to get far enough to the west.

Now then, let us be moving again." The night seemed interminable to them; and they felt relieved, indeed, when morning began to break.