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"That's a sort of a drawn battle," remarked Walter, as they watched the soldiers clambering aboard the transport.

"Looks to me like we had the worst of it," answered Si. "But the question is, what are we to do? We want to jine the ship, but how can we with those rascals all around the shore of the bay?"

Walter's face fell. "I never thought of that, Si! But we must get on board somehow."

"I agree with you, but how?"

"I don't know."

"We might wait till nightfall and try sneaking aboard in the dark, if—"

"If the ship doesn't leave in the meantime." Walter's heart began to beat rapidly. "Si, do you think they will leave us?"

"They may think us dead—shot down by those rascals with their silent arrows. They have killed two or three of our men already."