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By Sheer Pluck, a Tale of the Ashanti War by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty
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their places. They now pulled round to the spot where Frank and
Ruthven were awaiting them.

"Childers must have been pretty nearly done," Frank said. "He must
be lying in the bottom of the boat."

Childers gave a smile of pleasure as his schoolfellows jumped on
board. He had, glancing over his shoulder, seen them drift out of
sight round the point, and had felt certain that they had reached
shore. It was, however, a great pleasure to be assured of the fact.

"You have made quite a stir upon the beach, young gentlemen," the
coxswain of the boat said. "When they two came running up without
their shoes or coats and said there were three of you cut off in
the bay under the Foreland, there didn't seem much chance for you.
It didn't take us two minutes to launch the boat, for there were
a score of hands helping to run her down; and my mates bent to it
well, I can tell you, though we didn't think it would be of any use.
We were glad when we made you two out on this side of the point.
Look, there's half Deal and Walmer coming along the shore."

It was as the boatman said. Numbers of persons were streaming along
the beach, and loud were the cheers which rose as the coxswain
stood up and shouted in a stentorian voice, "All saved!"

Frank put on his things as they approached Walmer. His shoes were
lost, as were those of Ruthven, and he had difficulty in getting his
arms into his wet and shrunken jacket. Quite a crowd were gathered
near the castle as the boat rowed to shore, and a hearty cheer arose
as it was run up on the shingle and the boys were helped out. Frank
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