For we had reached the town, though even then we had quite a long row before we could reach the _Teaser_.
The final stretch came at last--just about a quarter of a mile to traverse, and then we should be alongside.
"Thank goodness!" said Mr Brooke, drawing a deep breath; "I don't know when I have felt so anxious.

Now, my lads, only another five minutes--a long pull and a strong pull, and all together." The men cheered and pulled, sending the boat merrily along now, for the tide was close upon its highest point, and for some little time it grew more and more sluggish before the coxswain cried out-- "She's swung round, sir; tide's with us." "Ha!" ejaculated Mr Brooke.

"Then we shall get to the _Teaser_ in time.

They couldn't start from the creek with those light junks till now." "How much farther is it, sir ?" I said, as he stood up and shaded his eyes with his hand.
"It can't be many hundred yards," he replied.

"It must be just beyond that head where the boats lie so thick.