Captain Cook gave the orders to set sail. They headed offshore in a waiting pattern, returning each afternoon to look for a light signal on the headland. The days wore on with their routine of sharing watches, but frustration continued to grow, as their inactivity seemed endless and their worry of their friends increased. Jason was at the helm slowly tacking back and forth, going nowhere, just out of sight of land, when the lookout spotted two ships abeam in the far distance. Jason put his book down and stared, but was unable to see the ships until they were actually pointed out as small dots, visible only occasionally with the swells. Jason changed course and headed towards the ships, saying, "Seems like we should see who they are." They allowed Captain Cook to continue his rest until they were sure that they were indeed the black ships from the East. The day was growing old and Jason directed their course back out to sea. Enough light remained so that they could tell that the black ships also changed course and were giving pursuit.
