I should say that they were likely to lie up in some quiet and sheltered spot there, for it is the hurricane season now, and no one would be cruising about among the islands if he could help it.

There are scores of places where he could lie in shelter and no one be any the wiser, except, perhaps, negro villagers on the shore." "Yes, I should think that is what he would do," Frank agreed.

"How long does the hurricane season last ?" "The worst time is between the middle of September and the middle of November, but you cannot depend upon settled weather until the new year begins." "Well, hurricane or no hurricane, I shall set out on the search as soon as I get over there." Two hours later the Osprey was again on her way.

The breeze was fresh and steady, and with her square sail set and her mizzen furled she ran along at over nine knots an hour.

One day succeeded another, without there being the least occasion to make any shift in the canvas, and it was not until they were within a day's sail of Porto Rico that the wind dropped almost suddenly.