We filled our hats and pockets with crackers and Catherine-wheels, piled the rest into one great heap, threw a dozen or so of lighted fusees into the midst of them, and just as the voices of our pursuers were growing momentarily louder and nearer, darted away again down a fresh turning, and saw the river gleaming at the end of it.
"Hurrah! here's a boat," shouted Sullivan, leaping into it, and we after him.
It was not our boat, but we did not care for that.

Ours was at the other side of the island, far enough away, down by the landing-place.

Just as Dalrymple seized the oars, there burst forth a tremendous explosion.

A column of rockets shot up into the air, and instantly the place was as light as day.

Then a yell of discovery broke forth, and we were seen almost as soon as we were fairly out of reach.