"Let's get back to the boat and we'll tell you all about it," Bob replied. "You been looking for us?"
"We've been trying to pick up your trail for about an hour, but in this grass we couldn't find a trace and didn't know which way to start."
"Well, we'd better hurry while the hurrying's good," Jack broke in. "You wanted to know, awhile ago, if this island was inhabited. It is."
"Is what?" Captain Ole demanded.
"Why, inhabited."
"What with?"
"Brown men and—er—brown women and brown children."
"How do you know?"
"We visited them," Bob told him, adding: "But it wasn't a voluntary visit on our part and, if you take my advice, we'd better hurry back to the boat."
"Come on, then," the captain said, leading the way. "I reckon you've got a story and that it'll keep till we get on board."