"May Ould Nick floy away wid me av it ain't a house!"
CHAPTER XXVIII.
THE HUT ON THE ISLAND.
"A house?"
"A cabin!"
"A hut amid the trays."
In a little clearing on some rising ground amid the trees they could see the hut.
"Is it possible any one lives here?" exclaimed the professor.
"It looks as if some one stops here at times, at least," said Frank.