I think we can put more sail on,'said John.'then the Goblin will sail faster to the land.'
'what's that in the water?'said Roger suddenly.
'it's big piece of wood,'said John.'it probably fell from a ship in the storm.there's another.we've got to be careful.we don't want to hit anything.'
there was a lot of wood around them now,and them Roger shouted,'that's like a box.and there's something on it.Oh,oh,it's a little cat.it's dead.'
'Oh...Poor thing!'said Titty sadly.
they could just see it,a small wet brown body on top of the box.'how terrible,'said susan.'it was probably asleep on the box when if fell into the water.'
'it's alive,'shouted Roger.'I saw its mouth open.'
and as they passed the wooden box and the wet brown body of the cat,they saw a pink mouth open again,just a little.the baby cat was whispering a cry for help,but they could not hear it.
'we must save it,'cried Titty.
john was already pulling in the mainsail.'susan,take the tiller.Roger,don't lose sight of the box.Don't take your eyes off it!'
the mainsail swung across,and the Goblin turned and came closer to the box in the water.
'hold on to my feet,'said John.in another second it would be too late.john bent from the side of the cockpitwith both hands help out,while Titty and susan help on to his legs.