The others laughed at this curious reason for differences of habit. The honey, they found, was more fluid than they were accustomed to in England, and in taste and smell it was slightly scented. They took a good quantity home with them, but it did not go very well with fish, and even with cocoanuts it was a doubtful joy.
"If we only had some breadfruit, or even bananas, we should like it better," said Mary.
"We can only get those by going across the ridge again," said Elizabeth. "Shall we venture?"
"I won't," said Tommy decidedly. "I'm not going to be scared out of my wits for anybody."
"I'll go with you, Bess," said Mary, after a little hesitation. "It really is silly to be afraid of nothing."
But, as it turned out, the first of the three to brave the peril was, after all, Tommy herself.
CHAPTER XIII
LOST
That night, for the first time in their residence on the island, the girls were awakened by a patter of rain. Only once before had rain fallen, and that was during the tornado. Now the sound of it upon the thatch of the hut was very slight, but the girls slept so lightly that a whisper was almost enough to disturb them.