“Not when we are accustomed to it, and have made a beaten path; besides, we may bring the boat round, perhaps.”
Then they walked along the sea-side for about a quarter of a mile, until they came to where the rocks were not so high, and there they discovered a little basin, completely formed in the rocks, with a narrow entrance.
“See, William, what a nice little harbour for our boat! we may here load it with yams and take it round to the bay, provided we can find an entrance through the reefs on the southern side of it, which we have not looked for yet, because we have not required it.”
“Yes, Ready—it is, indeed, a nice, smooth little place for the boat. What is that thing on the bottom, there?” said William, pointing in the direction.
“That is a sea crawfish, quite as good eating as a lobster. I wonder if I could make a lobster-pot; we should catch plenty, and very good they are.”
“And what are those little rough things on the rock?”
“They are a very nice little sort of oyster; not like those we have in England, but much better—they are so delicate.”
“Why, Ready, we have two more good things for our table, again,” replied William; “how rich we shall be!”
“Yes; but we have to catch them, recollect: there is nothing to be had in this world without labour.”
“Ready,” said William, “we have good three hours’ daylight; suppose we go back and tell what we have seen: my mother will be so glad to see us.”