"Maype you vos run us on der rocks," put in Hans.
"I don't think there are many rocks out here—but we'll have to consult the chart," said Dick, "Oh, I think we can pilot her to some port. But I must confess I don't know much about running an engine."
"We'll make her go somehow," answered Tom. "Even if I have to shove the piston rod myself," and at this remark both of his brothers had to laugh.
The more they thought of it the more wonderful did the situation appear to be. It was so wonderful that for the balance of that day they allowed the craft to drift as before. Tom and Sam started up a fair-sized fire under the boiler, after making certain that the latter was more than half-full of water. They knew enough about an engine to locate the safety valve and saw that this was in working order.
"Now, if we get up steam we won't be blown sky-high anyway," said Sam. While Sam and Tom were experimenting in the engine room, Dick and Hans tried to make themselves familiar with the wheel and the things on deck, and the oldest Rover studied the chart found in the cabin, and the compass.
"I think we are about here," said Dick, when all came together in the cabin, and he traced a
