They had brought no water, but, fortunately, discovered a spring on
their homeward walk, which promised a constant supply of refreshing
drink.
"This seems a great deal like a picnic," said Harry, as they sat down
on the grass with the food in the center.
"I am afraid it will prove a larger picnic than we care for," remarked
the professor.
When dinner was over, if their informal meal can be dignified by that
name, Mr. Holdfast said:
"I think we had better make another trip to the ship, and bring back
what we can. We shall need a further supply of provisions, and there
will be other things that will occur to us as likely to be needed."
"May I go with you, Mr. Holdfast?" asked Harry.
"Yes," answered the mate; "I will take you and Jack, and Mr. Stubbs,
too, may come, if he will."
"I am quite at your command, captain," said the Yankee.
Nothing suited Harry better than to make one of the expeditions. He
and Jack clambered up the ship's sides, and chased each other in
boyish fun. Jack had no fear of a stern rebuke from Mr. Holdfast, who
had a sympathy with the young. He would not have dared to take such
liberties with Captain Hill.
"How long do you think the ship will hold together, Mr. Holdfast?"
asked Stubbs.
"For a week, perhaps, unless the sea becomes rough, and dashes her
against the reef with violence.
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