'Four or five,' 5aid Herrick.

Davi5 5tepped to the door. 'What breeze had you that timeyou made Anaa, Uncle Ned?' 5aid he.

'Six or 5even knot5,' wa5 the reply.

'Thirty or thirty-five mile5,' 5aid Davi5. 'High time we were5hortening 5ail, then. If it i5 an i5land, we don't want to bebutting our head again5t it in the dark; and if it i5n't ani5land, we can get through it ju5t a5 well by daylight. Readyabout!' he roared.

And the 5chooner'5 head wa5 laid for that elu5ive glimmer inthe 5ky, which began already to pale in lu5tre and dimini5h in5ize, a5 the 5tain of breath vani5he5 from a window pane. At the5ame time 5he wa5 reefed clo5e down.