"Dick, take the outside now, and be careful.

Form your line again.

Bob Harris, take the far left." "Well, Master Raystoke, sir," grumbled Dick, "I call that giving a fellow a prize.

Saves that chap, and here am I." "Post of honour, Dick.

Go slowly, and not too near." "Not too nigh it is, sir," said Dick, with a sigh; and a minute later the word was given, and they went on once more.
One hundred, two hundred, three hundred yards, but no sign.
Then a discovery was made, and by the midshipman.
They had come to the descent on the far side of the vast hill by whose top they had been searching.