and heads equally pendulous; and Crusoe sat before his
master, looking at him with an expression that seemed
to say, "Couldn't you put a stop to this if you were to
try?"
"This'll never do. I'll try to git up a fire," said
Dick, jumping up in desperation.
"Ye may save yerself the trouble," remarked Joe
dryly--at least as dryly as was possible in the circumstances.
However, Dick did try, but he failed signally. Everything
was soaked and saturated. There were no large