_Jessamine_ alongside the bank at the most favorable spot he could see.

Jerry was ashore immediately.

"Make her additionally secure to-night," said Frank.

"Why, what d'ye expect--a hurricane?" And Will looked anxiously at the
clear sky.

"Oh, I guess not; but you see we are now in the region of tides, and a
change might swing us around, perhaps break the boat away from shore.
We'd feel nice if we woke up in the morning to find ourselves out of
sight of land," laughed Frank.

Of course he was joking, but Will looked serious for some time. He even
went ashore, after Jerry had finished his job, and Frank, watching out of
the corner of his eye, was amused to see him bending down and examining
the ropes, as if to make certain they were securely tied.

Will was the possessor of a different nature from his three chums. He
could show courage, when necessary, but, as a usual thing, was much
more given to sentiment, and in physique he could hardly compare with any
of the others.

Bluff had also gone ashore, and vanished from view. Frank could easily
give a guess as to what sort of an errand he was on. It hardly needed
glimpses of him bending over the spots where there were shoals along the
tideway to understand that he was looking to see whether the one dearest
wish of his heart was about to be fulfilled.