At all events, we shall sail back again
with this wind, although there is but little of it."
"We are in very deep water now," observed William, after a long
silence.
"Yes, on this side of the island we must expect it; the coral grows to
leeward only. I think that we cannot be very far from the little
harbour we discovered. Suppose we leave off rowing for a minute, and
look about us."
"There are two rocks close to the shore, Ready," said William,
pointing, "and you recollect there were two or three rocks outside of
the harbour."
"Very true, William, and I should not wonder if you have hit upon the
very spot. Let us pull in."
They did so; and, to their satisfaction, found that they were in the
harbour, where the water was as smooth as a pond.
"Now, then, William, we will step the mast, and sail back at our
leisure."
"Stop one moment, Ready; give me the boat-hook. I see something between
the clefts of the rocks."
Ready handed the boat-hook to William, who, lowering it down into the
water, drove the spike of iron at the end of it into a large crayfish,
which he hauled up into the boat.
"That will be an addition to our dinner," said Ready; "we do not go
back empty-handed, and, therefore, as the saying is, we shall be more
welcome; now, then, let us start, for we must pull here again this
afternoon, and with a full cargo on board.
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