"He might desert." "Then I move we all go with him," said Kit.

"Let's take some of those muskets along too.

May get a shot at those wild-geese we heard last evening." The boat was lowered.

We boys and the captain, with Donovan and Hobbs to row us, got over the rail, and paddled to where a broad jetting ledge formed a natural quay, on which we leaped.

The rock was worn smooth by the waves of centuries.