As Cabot and White watched them from a place of snug concealment, the
latter heaved a sigh of relief, saying:
"Well, I'm mighty glad they're gone, and haven't got us with them; but
I do wish that fight could have lasted a few minutes longer."
"Wasn't it lovely!" retorted Cabot, "and isn't the lobster industry on
this coast just about the most exciting business in the world!"
CHAPTER XIII.
A PRISONER OF WAR.
With the disappearance of the launches our lads realised that it was
time to make new plans for immediate action. So, as they walked slowly
back towards the village, they earnestly discussed the situation.
"It is too bad that I have drawn you into such a scrape," said White,
"and the very first thing for me to do is to make an effort to get you
out of it. So, if you like, I will drive you over to the station this
afternoon, where you can take the morning train for St. Johns."
"No," replied Cabot, "that wouldn't do at all. In the first place, you
didn't draw me into the scrape. I went into it with my eyes open, and
am quite ready to stand by what I have done. In fact I rather enjoy it
than otherwise. At the same time I do not propose to be arrested if I
can help it, and for that reason do not care to visit St. Johns at
present. Even at the railway station we should be very likely to meet
and be recognised by some of our recent unpleasant naval acquaintances.
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