with the switch, and away they went on their return
journey.
But it amazed Dick not a little to find how long
that journey was. Very different was the pace, too,
from the previous mad gallop, and often would the poor
horse have stopped had Dick allowed him. But this
might not be. The shades of night were approaching,
and the camp lay a long way ahead.
At last it was reached, and Crusoe came out with
great demonstrations of joy, but was sent back lest he