“Yes; sun-fish.”
“Shot a sun-fish: saw two squirrels, and a heron, and four parrots—”
“And a kingfisher—”
“Halcyon,” said Bevis, writing it down—“a beautiful halcyon; made a table and a sun-dial. I must go up presently and mark the meridian by the north star.”
“Saw one savage.”
“Who was that?”
“Why, Charlie.”
“O yes, one savage; believe there are five thousand in the jungle on the mainland.”
“Seven thousand miles from anywhere. Put it down,” said Mark.
“Twenty degrees north latitude; right. There, look; half a page already!”