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In the course of conversation, Andre Letourneur one day happened to say that he believed the island of Staffa be- longed to the Macdonald family, who let it for the small sum of L.12 a year. "I suppose then," said Miss Herbey, "that we should hardly get more than half-a-crown a year for our pet little island." "I don't think you would get a penny for it.
It is out of my power to decide for how long I lost my consciousness; but when I came to myself I found that Miss Herbey had folded some wet bandages around my forehead. I am somewhat better; but I am weakened, mind and body, and I am conscious that I have not long to live. A frightful fatality occurred to-day. The scene was terrible. Jynxstrop the negro went raving mad.
I refused to take part in the horrible repast that was proposed. Neither would Miss Herbey, Andre, nor his father, consent to alleviate their pangs of hunger by such revolting means.
The bit of food that I had thus stolen was very small; but small as it was it had alleviated my hunger, and I was now tortured with remorse, because I had not shared the meagre morsel with my fellow-sufferers. Miss Herbey, Andre, his father, all had been forgotten, and from the bottom of my heart I repented of my cruel selfishness.
We had never learned to swim, and had to be fastened to the end of a rope and lowered into the water, while Curtis, during the half hour of our bath, kept a sharp lookout to give warning of any danger from approaching sharks. No recommenda- tion, however, on our part, nor any representation of the benefit we felt we had derived, could induce Miss Herbey to allay her sufferings in the same way.
Kazallon," she said to me, "do you think we are fated to die of hunger?" "Yes; Miss Herbey, I do," I replied in a hard, cold tone. "How long do you suppose we have to live?" she asked again. "I cannot say; perhaps we shall linger on longer than we imagine." "The strongest constitutions suffer the most, do they not?" she said.
I should have liked to speak once again to M. Letourneur, Andre, and Miss Herbey, but my courage failed me. I knew that the young girl would read my resolution in my eyes, and that she would speak to me of duty, and of God, and of eternity, and I dared not meet her gaze; and I would not run the risk of being persuaded to wait until a lingering death should overtake me.
The temper of resignation now deserted me entirely; faith, hope, confidence all vanished from my mind, and, like the boatswain, I swore long and loudly. A gentle hand was laid upon my arm, and turning round I saw Miss Herbey with her finger pointing to the sky. I could stand it no longer, but gliding underneath the tent I hid my face in my hands and wept aloud.
"Yes," said Sandon gruffly; "it's all gone somewheres, and we are a going to search the tent." Resistance was useless, and Miss Herbey, M. Letourneur, and Andre were all turned out. I confess I was very fearful.
Of the thirty-two souls nine passengers, and twenty-three seamen who left Charleston on board the ship, only five passengers and six seamen remain. Eleven of us alone survive. An official account of our rescue was drawn up by the Brazilian authorities. Those who signed were Miss Herbey, J. R. Kazallon, M. Letourneur, Andre Letourneur, Mr.
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