“You mean it?”
“Is it not as probable as that we are all blind?”
“Perhaps so.”
The water was as calm as a stagnant pool. Scarcely a ripple passed over its surface.
And yet the boat was borne along quietly and slowly.
Max had recovered his good spirits, and with them his appetite.
“I am hungry.”
“So am I.”
“Let us refresh.”
Fortunately the packages of food were all incased in waterproof covering, a precaution which should always be taken by explorers. One of the packages was unfastened from the Arab’s back, and a thoroughly good repast was partaken by all three.