"Bow anchor, Han! Let her go as soon as you're ready.

Now then, fellows, let's think what's to be done." The _Adventurer_ pulled at the anchor line with her nose, found further progress stopped and slowly began to swing around with the tide.

"There are three of them at least, according to the gasoline chap back there, and there are twelve of us, but if they have guns--" "We've got two revolvers," said Perry eagerly.

"Shall I get them, Steve ?" "Yes, fetch them up here, but we don't want to use them unless in self-defence.

Don't forget the cartridges, Perry.