"Well, what was it then?"
"I don't know, and what's more I'm not going to try to find out just at present. Where is the raft?"
"I guess the Hasty has gone to the bottom. I can't see her anywhere around."
"Don't be foolish. She couldn't sink."
"That's so; I forgot. Well, where is she then?"
"We must find her. Can you keep on swimming?"
"For awhile. But don't leave me!" added the cabin boy in sudden alarm.
"I won't. We can swim together. Take it easy."
Side by side we struck out. My thoughts were busy. Suppose we were not able to find the raft? To swim any great distance would be impossible, and we could not float forever.
"It's hard work, and no mistake," said Phil, after a few moments of silence. "I can't go much further."
"Suppose we let ourselves drift with the current."
"That's a good plan, for I suppose the Hasty did the same thing."
So we allowed ourselves to drift for fully ten
