The Young Engineers on the Gulf

I wish I had brought my electric flash out here with me muttered Harry Hazelton uneasily. I told you that you'd better do it chuckled Tom Reade. But how could I know that the night would be pitch dark? Harry demanded. I don't know this gulf weather yet and fifteen minutes ago the stars were out in full force. Now look at them! How can I look at them? demanded Tom halting. My flashlight won't pierce the clouds. Reade halted on his dark dangerous footway and Harry just behind him uttered a sigh of relief and halted also. I never was in such a place as this before.