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see, William, there is no saying what new seeds may have been brought
here by birds, or by the winds and waves."
"But will those seeds grow?"
"Yes, William; I have been told that seeds may remain hundreds of years
under-ground, and come up afterwards when exposed to the heat."
They continued their way, and had not walked for more than a quarter of
an hour, when William cried out, "I see the blue sky, Ready; we shall
soon be out; and glad shall I be, for my arm aches with chopping."
"I dare say it does, sir. I am just as glad as you are, for I'm tired
of marking the trees; however, we must continue to mark, or we shall
not find our way back when we want it."
In ten minutes more they were clear of the cocoa-nut grove, and found
themselves among brushwood higher than their heads; so that they could
not see how far they were from the shore.
"Well," said William, throwing down his hatchet, "I'm glad that's over;
now let us sit down a little before we go any further."
"I'm of your opinion, sir," replied Ready, sitting down by the side of
William; "I feel more tired to-day than I did when we first went
through the wood, after we set off from the cove.
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