“I only know that we are on an island. There is no mainland near here,” answered the commander.
“It seems to be a large one, then. While you were gone with the boys, I ascended a tree, and, looking inland, could not see the ocean in that direction.”
“I feel like exploring the island,” said Harry; “who will go with me?”
Curious to see what kind of a new home they had, all set out. First, however, the professor asked:
“How long before the ship is likely to go to pieces, Mr. Holdfast?”
“Not under a day or two in this weather,” was the answer. “Later in the day I will board her again.”
They struck inland and walked for about two miles. There were trees and plants such as they had never seen before, and the songs of unknown birds floated out upon the air. It was certainly a delightful change from the contracted life they had been leading upon shipboard.
“Do you think the island is inhabited?” asked Harry.
“I know no more about it than you do, my lad,” answered Holdfast.
“Suppose we should meet with a pack of savages armed with spears!” suggested Harry, with a side look at Clinton, who was walking by him.