"No, he got away."
"Too bad! I would give much to catch a gorilla alive. We could add him to our collection."
"Thanks, but no live gorilla in mine," came promptly from Dave. "Give me a dead one every time."
The doctor listened to their story with much interest and was glad to see they had brought some berries and the birds for a meal.
"I have found some herbs and plants and given both of the sufferers medicine," said he. "I think Bob Vilett will recover rapidly, but it will take time to bring Pat Stoodles around."
It was now midday, and the sun was scorching. This being so, all were content to rest in the shade. A fire was built, and over it the birds and also some oysters were done to a turn, and these, with the berries, made a good meal for all.
During the afternoon Dave made himself a good bow and also several arrows. The captain followed his example, and also cut several good-sized clubs.
"We must arm ourselves as best we can," said Captain Broadbeam. "If those savages should happen to come this way we'll be at their mercy."
It was almost sundown when Dave chanced to go down to the ocean front once more. He looked out to sea and then gave a cry that aroused all of the others.
"A ship! A ship!"