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"Oh! but I'm a great traveller!" said he. "There's nae kennin' hoo mony miles I've travelled since I left ma hame on the north side o' the Islan'! Let's see; it's thirty miles frae there to the toon, an' it tak's a hale day to cover the distance wi' a loaded kairt o' tawties, let me tell ye!
"We been a sawin' up an' down all night, but the old man he kep' on his close spite o' wind an' high water." "I thought we were turning over several times," said Marjorie, as she took her place at table. "Blowed lak' she never blowed befo'," opined Doc. "But we done come home." "What do you mean?" asked Locke. "Didn' yo' see the islan'?"
Over the sea, behind them, lay, black-stretching, a long low arm of island-shore; before them flamed the splendor of sun-death; they were sailing into a mighty glory, into a vast and awful light of gold. Shading his vision with his fingers, Sparicio pointed to the long lean limb of land from which they were fleeing, and said to La Brierre: "Look-a, Doct-a! Last-a Islan'!"
"Lawsy-massy!" gasped Wash. "Do yo' mean ter tell me dat we ain't gwine ter fin' dat chrysomela bypunktater plant after all? What fo' did we come away off here on dis floatin' islan' if we ain't gwine ter git dat specimen of botanical horrorforbilicalness?
"An' to do that," said Shif'less Sol, "we've got to git off this islan' ez soon ez we kin, an' shake off the band o' Miamis. Thar is always work fur a tired man to do." Paul laughed at his tone of disgust. The boy's spirits were high now; in fact, he was exuberant over the safe return of his comrades, and the entire enterprise appealed with steadily increasing force to him.
"Three or four miles, anyway, an' I'm pow'ful glad this is a haunted islan', so they won't come over here." "So am I," said Paul devoutly. He lay on his back on the soft turf, and watched the smoke rising away in a thin spire into the heavens.
"I purpose," said Shif'less Sol, "that so long ez we're goin' to stay in these parts that we go back to the haunted islan' in the lake. It's in the heart o' the Injun country, but it's the safest spot within five hundred miles o' us." "I think with Sol," said Henry. "We can prepare there for winter quarters. In fact, we've got a hut already."
Upon my inquiring how far they had travelled that day, it appeared that they had actually performed a journey seven miles longer than mine: "We needn't ax your Reverence if you're for the Islan'?" said one of them. "I am," I replied, not caring to undeceive her as to my Reverentiality.
"Nothin's goin' to happen here on an islan' that ain't got no people but ourselves on it." "Tom," replied Henry, "I've got a feeling that I'd like to explore this island." "Mornin' will be time enough." "No, I think I'll do it now. I ought to go all over it in an hour. Don't take me for an Indian when I'm coming back and shoot at me."
"But I didn' have no luck. When we 'uz mos' down to de head er de islan' a man begin to come aft wid de lantern, I see it warn't no use fer to wait, so I slid overboard en struck out fer de islan'. Well, I had a notion I could lan' mos' anywhers, but I couldn't bank too bluff. I 'uz mos' to de foot er de islan' b'fo' I found' a good place.
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