"There is only one plan. We must wait till toward morning, and then
quietly row close to the ship, climb on board, and make a brave attack,
and hope to succeed."
"Yes," said Mr Preddle, "and if we fail we shall have done our duty.
Yes, we must fight."
"But you've got nothing to fight with," I said, for no one spoke now.
"Except the oars," said Mr Preddle.
"Why, you couldn't climb up the ship's side with an oar in your hand," I
cried. "Look here, wouldn't it be best for one of us to get on board in
the dark, and try to get some guns or pistols?"
"Will you go and try, Dale?" said Mr Brymer, eagerly. "That was what I
meant."