In a short time they reached a level piece of turf about one hundred yards from the wreck.
This they concluded would be a good halting place, at least for the present, and so they commenced the work of erecting shelters.
This was soon done, after which they threw themselves down to rest, Mary, as on the other island, occupying a bower apart from the others.
The young girl slept but little that night. When she did full asleep, her slumber was troubled with disagreeable dreams. The roaring of the volcano whose red gleam could be seen far up through the shrubbery, shooting from one of the island peaks, mingled with her fancies, and seemed the report of countless volleys of musketry.
At morn, after partaking of a frugal breakfast, the party consulted as to their next course.
Turk wanted to commence at once upon his boat, Brand, sullen, glowering and silent, seemed inclined to do nothing, while Mary and Glenville concluded to walk off by themselves to explore the island.
Striking through the shrubbery, the young people soon found themselves at the foot of the peak on which was the volcano.
They could see the smoke and the flashes of fire shooting up, could also feel the ground shake under them, as if the flames were careering beneath their very feet. Watching the volcano awhile, they moved on.
"Let us explore the island thoroughly," said Mary, "we may yet come upon some trace of my parent."
"Why is it, Mary," inquired Harry, "that you seem so confident on this subject?"