"You see, William, it is fortunate for us that we shall always have a
fair wind when we come down loaded, and only have to pull our empty
boat back again."
"Indeed it is. How many miles do you think it is from the cove to this
part of the island?"
"About six or seven, not more: the island, you see, is long and narrow.
Now let us get the things out and carry them up, and then we will be
back to the cove long before dark."
The boat was soon unloaded, but they had some way to carry up the
things. "We shall not mind such a gale as we had the other day when our
tents are pitched here, William," said Ready, "for we shall be
protected by the whole width of the cocoa-nut grove. We shall hardly
feel the wind, although we shall the rain, for that will come down in
torrents."
"I must go and see how our spring gets on," said William, "and get a
drink from it."
Willy reported the spring to be up to the brim with water, and that he
had never drunk water so excellent. They then pushed off the boat, and,
after rowing for about two hours or more, found themselves at the
entrance of the cove, and Mrs. Seagrave, with Tommy by her side, waving
her handkerchief to them.
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