Turning, I saw them all staring off to the west.
Heavens! there, under full sail, was a large ship not two miles off! How like the shadow of doom she loomed up! and how suddenly white the faces of Kit and Wade just beyond me looked! We had thought we were on the lookout for this very thing; and yet it seemed to us now a complete surprise.

We were stunned.
_Bang!_ A heavy cannon; and the water flew up in a long white streak far past "The Curlew" as the big shot went driving by.

The ship was within a mile and a half of her, and we here on the islet three-fourths of a mile away! Yet there stood "The Curlew" motionless on the waves; and there stood Capt.

Mazard, waving his hat for us, his glass glittering in his other hand.
"To the boat!" yelled Weymouth, leaping down the rocks.

"He wouldn't go without us!" "Stop!" shouted Raed.