"No," answered Godfrey. "But in that, as in all things, you must know how to do it."
"These eggs, then?"
"There is another way. If you attach one of these eggs to the end of a string and whirl it round rapidly, and suddenly arrest the movement of rotation, the movement may perhaps transform itself into heat, and then—"
"And then the egg will be cooked?"
"Yes, if the rotation has been swift enough and the stoppage sudden enough. But how do you produce the stoppage without breaking the egg? Now, there is a simpler way, dear Tartlet. Behold!"
And carefully taking one of the eggs of the bernicle goose, he broke the shell at its end, and adroitly swallowed the inside without any further formalities.
Tartlet could not make up his mind to imitate him, and contented himself with the shell-fish.
It now remained to look for a grotto or some shelter in which to pass the night.
"It is an unheard-of thing," observed the professor, "that Crusoes cannot at the least find a cavern, which, later on, they can make their home!"