"Where?" said the gentlemen, turning to look over their shoulders. Then, "It looks well enough from the water," said Jonstone, "but we ought not to choose wildly."
"Let us land," said Colonel Meredith, "and explore."
They landed and began at once to find reasons for pitching the tent on the promontory and reasons for not pitching it.
"The site is open and airy," said Jonstone.
"It is," said Colonel Meredith. "But, in case of a southwest gale, our tent would be blown inside out."
A moment later, "How about drinking-water?" asked the experienced military man.
"I regret to say that I have just stepped into a likely spring," said Jonstone.
"We must sit down and wait till it clears."
When the spring once more bubbled clean and undefiled Mr. Jonstone scooped up two palmfuls of water and drank.
"Delicious!" he cried.