"I'll not. I was only thinking, sir."
"I have great hopes of reaching that large island," went on Captain
Spark. "But, when we embark again, we'll have to take what comes.
That little compass will help us some, but it may not be as
accurate as is necessary."
"Why not stay on this island till a ship comes along?"
"I don't consider this as safe as the other island was."
That night Bob went to bed early. He awoke in the middle of the night to feel somebody or something pulling at his foot.
"Hi! who is there?" he shouted, sitting up. At the same moment came a wild yell from Mr. Tarbill.
"The cannibals have come!" yelled the nervous man. "One of 'em has me by the throat!"
"Stop that row!" came from Captain Spark. "There are no savages here!"
"Maybe he's got the nightmare," suggested Mr. Carr.
"No, no, I am attacked!" bawled Mr. Tarbill.