get back again. At length they could see by 
the water that the tide was bearing them 
swiftly along, but where it might be taking 
them they could not guess. Night was coming 
on, too. By their watches they saw it was 
nearly six o’clock, and their situation began to 
look serious. 
About this time they saw something approach- 
ing. It was a bird, and seen through the fog it 
appeared to be as large as an albatross. A 
moment later it flew right over the boat and 
only a few yards away. Then they saw it was 
Hardheart. Attracted probably by the fish in 
the boat the greedy bird turned and hovered 
over them. 
“Start the engine, quick!’ shouted Mark. 
“The bird will go in a minute and we must 
follow.” He knew Hardheart was on his way 
home to roost, after having spent the day at 
the outer island. 
I am sure two men never watched a bird 
more eagerly than did these two lost fishermen 
watch this gull. When he started on they fol- 
lowed. Of course in a very little time the bird 
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