"We haven't a spade, but we have an axe," said Fred; "and I saw some old spars up there, so we could soon make a spade, no, two spades. Then we could dig away the sand all round her at low-water, and at high-water she would float; then we could shove off, and if the wind would favour us, we could steer for the east, and get home all right. I really think it can be managed."
"Oh, look, look!" cried Friday. "Why it's a goat! Oh, if we could only learn him to dance, what fun it would be, massa Crusoe!"
Then up jumped Frank.
"Tip, Tip, Tip," he cried. "Toddie, Toddie, Toddie."
And the wild wee maiden with her daft wee doggie came bounding to the call.
"I'm going for an explore," said Frank.
"But our work?" said Fred.
"Oh, bother the work, that can wait!"
"Well, we can all go for a little while. Put on your stockings and shoes, Tod."
Toddie gladly did as she was told, and away the shipwrecked mariners went. There was a high bit of ground, almost a hill in fact, in the centre of the island, and they climbed this first. They found a goat and two kids up here, but they went bounding away like red deer.