“What did you do all the while?” asked Bert. “Did you feel like Robinson Crusoe?”
“Well a little,” Jack answered. “But I didn’t have as much as Robinson had from the wreck of his ship. But I managed to get enough to eat, and I had the cave to stay in. I found that other one, and went into that, as it was better than where we first were,” he said to Mr. Dent.
“I made smudges of smoke, and set up signals of cloth,” the boy went on, “but a storm blew one of my poles down, and I guess no one saw my signals.”
“Yes, Captain Harrison did, but it was so stormy he couldn’t get close enough to take you from the island,” said Captain Crane.
“And then we came on as soon as we could,” added Cousin Jasper. “Oh, Jack, I’m so glad we have found you, and that you are all right! You had a hard time!”
“Yes, it was sort of hard,” the boy admitted. “But it’s a good thing oranges grow here. I got some clams, too, and I found a nest of turtle’s eggs, and roasted some of them. I didn’t like them much, but they stopped me from being hungry.”
“Well, now we’ll feed you on the best in camp,” said Mrs. Bobbsey.
“And I caught a turkle, once!” added Flossie.
“I guess you mean the turtle caught you,” said Nan with a laugh.
But now Jack’s troubles were over. As he was weak from not having had good food, and from being ill, it was decided to keep him at the camp for a short while. In that time the Bobbsey twins had a good time on Orange Island, and when he was able to walk about, even though he had to limp on a stick for a crutch, Jack went about with the children, showing them the different parts of the cave where he had stayed. He could not have lived there much longer alone, for his food was almost gone when Flossie and Freddie heard him groaning in the cavern.