In another half hour it would be light enough for them to see for a considerable distance.
Unshipping their oars, they stood up and looked round.
"That must be Jersey," Terence exclaimed, pointing to the north.
"The current must have taken us past it, as I was afraid it would.
What time is it, Dick ?" "Nearly eight." "Then tide must be turning already.

The island must be six miles away now.

If we row hard we shall know, in half an hour, whether we are being carried north or south." "But we must be going north if tide has turned, Terence ?" "I don't know--I remember that the mate of the Sea Horse said that, in the Channel, the course of the current did not change at high and low water; so there is no saying what way we are going, at present.

Well, there is a little more wind, and I suppose we had better get up our sail.

There is Jersey, and whether we get there a little sooner or a little later cannot make much difference.