Chapter 18 No.18

Disappointment

"Any oars on board?" asked O'Hara, after the frail craft had drifted a few hundred yards down the river.

"Not a suspicion of one," replied Armstrong. "And the bore will be due in about an hour."

"Hands, lads!" exclaimed Denbigh cheerily. "Let us imagine we're taking part in a Fleet regatta."

Leaning over the sides the men