Dave wanted to go fishing, and after a good deal of trouble succeeded in making a hook of a big pin Bob had been using in place of a button on his jacket. For bait he used a big bug he found under a dead tree limb.
"I don't know how this is going to work," he said.
"Well, there is nothing like trying," answered the captain. "I'll see what I can do to bring down some more birds and find some fruit."
Dave started to fish in the cove, and it was not long before he got a bite and pulled in a fish weighing a couple of pounds. This encouraged him, and inside of an hour he had a mess of nine to his credit.
"We'll be able to get all the fish we want, that is sure," he reasoned. "Living on the island wouldn't be half bad, if it wasn't that those fellows on the Raven may sail away and get at that treasure before we have a chance to reach the spot."
Dave could not help thinking, too, of those on the Swallow, and he wondered how his father was faring.
Having caught all the fish he wished he was presently joined by Captain Broadbeam, who had brought down two more birds.
"I think I'll take a swim," said Dave. "I feel as if I needed the wash."
"Very well, I'll sit on the shore and watch you," replied the captain.
The young diver was soon in the water, which felt cool and refreshing. He loved to sport around, and dove and swam about to his heart's content.