It needed but a glance around in the gloom to see that it was as his
friend had declared. The boat was so close to the left-hand shore that
it was held motionless by Anderson at the bow, who gripped an
overhanging branch, with one hand. The water rippled around the front
of the craft, and when Jack dipped the end of one of the poles into the
current it swept downward at a rate that astonished him.

"I esteem your advice good," he said, "but it will not do to leave the
boat in sight."

With the help of the limbs and the use of the poles it was easy to
force the craft under the bank, where it was screened from observation.
Then it was secured in place against drifting and all work for the time
was over.

Wharton and Jack Everson were the only persons awake. The women had
been sleeping for several hours, while Anderson and Turner had long
since joined the venerable doctor in the realms of unconsciousness.
The two young men sat down where they could speak in low tones without
being overheard.

"It won't do for all of us to sleep at the same time," remarked Jack;
"the scoundrels may be creeping up stream after us."

"That is hardly possible; I am sure that for the present we are as safe
as if in the heart of London."

"I cannot believe as you do; since I have just enjoyed an hour's sleep
I will act as sentinel until daybreak. I can easily keep awake for the