"Our approach would be already known, and they would make some signals to us.

But we shall make sure of it .-- Luff a little, Bolton, luff," cried Captain Hull, while indicating with his hand what course to take.
The "Pilgrim" was now only three cables' length from the wreck, and they could no longer doubt that this hull had been completely abandoned by all its crew.
But, at that moment, Dick Sand made a gesture which imperiously demanded silence.
"Listen, listen!" said he.
Each listened.
"I hear something like a bark!" cried Dick Sand.

In fact, a distant barking resounded from the interior of the hull.

Certainly there was a living dog there, imprisoned perhaps, for it was possible that the hatches were hermetically closed.

But they could not see it, the deck of the capsized vessel being still invisible.
"If there be only a dog there, Mr.Hull," said Mrs."Weldon," we shall save it." "Yes, yes!" cried little Jack, "we shall save it.