"This doesn't look like the same island."
"Just what I think, captain."
"Well, I hope there are no savages here. Seen anything of the Swallow?"
"Nothing whatever."
Some brushwood and sticks were gathered, and after a little trouble a fire was started. The smell of the cooking clams and oysters aroused the others.
"Ha! a fire and breakfast!" cried the doctor. "That interests me!"
"How do you feel, Bob?" questioned Dave, bending over his friend.
"Tired all over, Dave. Where are we!"
"On one of these islands of the ocean."
"Have we escaped from the savages?"