No one could take any exception to this very reasonable precaution, and the meal was eaten in the merriest possible fashion.
Then there was nothing to do but wait until morning, when the march was to be resumed, and Neal and Teddy occupied their time speculating as to what the loved ones at home were doing just at that particular moment.
It was not a remarkably pleasant thing to do, considering how great a distance separated them, and when they grew weary of thus making themselves mentally uncomfortable, Teddy asked:
"How long do you suppose it will take us to reach Progresso?"
"I hope to be there in about a week."
"And you feel positive there is no chance of hailing a vessel?"
"Just a chance: nothing more. The possibilities are so slight that it wouldn't pay to spend any time waiting for a craft to heave in sight."
"What would you do if one should come along to-morrow morning?"
"Try to attract the attention of those on board, of course; but there'll be no such good fortune as that, so the best thing we can do is to lie down now, for we have a hard day's work before us."