They walked to where the bananas were now throwing out their beautiful large green leaves, and decided that they would fix the tents upon the north side of them.
“So here let it be,” said Ready; “and now let us go and fetch all the things; it is a nice dry spot, and I think will do capitally.”
They were soon hard at work, and long before sunset one tent was ready, and they had put their bedding in it.
“Well, now, I suppose you are a little tired,” said Ready; “I’m sure you ought to be, for you have worked hard to-day.”
“I don’t feel very tired, Ready, but it’s not time to go to bed yet.”
“No; and I think we had better take our shovels and dig the pits for the water, and then we shall know by to-morrow morning whether the water is good or not.”
“Yes, Ready, we can do that before we get our supper.”
They walked to where the ground between the bananas and yam patch was wet and swampy, and dug two large holes about a yard deep and square; the water trickled in very fast, and they were up to their ankles before they had finished.
“There’ll be no want of water, Ready, if it is only fit to drink.”
“I’ve no fear of that,” replied Ready.