The schooner was standing out to sea; he was just in time to see her round the point and disappear.
They strove to persuade themselves that it was not the Bramble, a relief schooner that was supposed to cruise along the coast.

But it assuredly had been the Bramble, and her men had not seen the signals against the gloomy background of scrub and hills.

They knew nothing of Kennedy's death, nor of Carron's plight.

The agony of this disappointment must have been more bitter than death.

Mitchell was the next to die, and the survivors were too weak to give him burial.