“Come!” said be. “Everybody is against me! You wish to be generous to those villains! Very well; I hope we mayn’t repent it!”
“What danger shall we run,” said Herbert, “if we take care to be always on our guard?”
“Hum!” observed the reporter, who had not given any decided opinion. “They are six and well armed. If they each lay hid in a corner, and each fired at one of us, they would soon be masters of the colony!”
“Why have they not done so?” said Herbert. “No doubt because it was not their interest to do it. Besides, we are six also.”
“Well, well!” replied Pencroft, whom no reasoning could have convinced. “Let us leave these good people to do what they like, and don’t think anything more about them!”
“Come, Pencroft,” said Neb, “don’t make yourself out so bad as all that! Suppose one of these unfortunate men were here before you, within good range of your guns, you would not fire.”
“I would fire on him as I would on a mad dog, Neb,” replied Pencroft coldly.
“Pencroft,” said the engineer, “you have always shown much deference to my advice; will you, in this matter, yield to me?”
“I will do as you please, Captain Harding,” answered the sailor, who was not at all convinced.
“Very well, wait, and we will not attack them unless we are attacked first.”