"What about the ladies ?" Captain Brisket shook his head dismally and pointed ashore, and Mr.
Chalk, following the direction of his finger, gazed spellbound at a figure which was signalling wildly from the highest point.

Tredgold and Stobell, approaching the side, waved their handkerchiefs in response.
"We must go back for them," said Mr.Chalk, firmly.
"What! in this wind, sir ?" inquired Brisket, with an indulgent laugh.
"You're too much of a sailor to think that's possible, I'm sure; and it's going to last." "We must put up with the disappointment and do without'em," said Stobell.
Mr.Chalk gazed helplessly ashore.

"But we've got their luggage," he cried.
"Duckett sent it ashore," said Brisket.

"Thinking that there was men's work ahead, and that the ladies might be in the way, he put it over the side and sent it back.

And mind, believing what he did, I'm not saying he wasn't in the right." Mr.Chalk again professed his inability to make head or tail of the proceedings.