No one, once condemned, was ever permitted to come back. The condemnation was for all time. Furthermore, it was part of the Chief's unwritten code, that no one who transgressed the law could ever make atonement, or recover his rights.
To be able to meet people so condemned, and to talk with them and get their views, was worth an exertion, surely, and Harry and George were just as enthusiastic at the prospects of the journey.
"That may be some recompense for not finding any caves," said George.
Harry laughed, as he looked at George. "To hear you talk people might think you had caves on the brain."
"Well the caves are the only thing that we have had in the way of sport. And then the treasures!"
"I know that; but I shall not be disappointed if there isn't a cave within five hundred miles."
"Nor I; but John is very anxious, for some reason, to find some particular cave. I'll bet anything that skull we found on the southeast peak of Wonder Island has something to do with it, judging by the way he is caring for the skull, and spending hours in examining it."
"I had forgotten about that," responded Harry. "That brings back my interest, now. But John does not think there are any caves on this island, but he believes that there is another island farther south."
"Is that so!"