The idea appealed strongly to Captain Broadbeam and also to Doctor Barrell. Bob and the Irishman were willing to do anything that the others wished.
"Let us start out to-morrow," said the captain, and after that no time was lost in preparing for the expedition.
The rowboat was carefully overhauled, and then loaded with the things that seemed necessary to take along. Water was to be had in plenty, and they filled many big, hollow bamboo stems with it, corking up the stems until the water should be wanted.
"We must remember to keep the island in view," said the captain. "We may be glad enough to return, in case we cannot locate the Swallow."
At last came the time set for starting out, and Bob and Pat Stoodles were helped into the rowboat. The others followed, and the captain and Dave pushed away and took to the oars of the craft.
"I trust we find the ship," sighed Bob. In his weakened condition he longed for the comforts which had been denied to him while on the island.
"So do I hope we find the Swallow," answered Dave.
"We must keep a close watch for those savages," came from Captain Broadbeam. "I shouldn't wish to fall into their hands again."
"Bad cess to thim!" cried Pat Stoodles. "Niver do I want to set me eyes on thim ag'in!"
The rowboat passed around one corner of the island and all looked eagerly for some sign of a sail.