The Young Engineers on the Gulf (Electronic book text)

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."