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Three seconds afterwards he was in somebody's arms, and was clasping that somebody in his own. At the same time two sailors, at the order of Captain Turcott who was in command, climbed up along the sequoia to set Tartlet free, and, with all due respect, pluck him from the branch as if he were a fruit. And then the questions, the answers, the explanations which passed! "Uncle Will! You?"
It was most important too, during the dark night, to avoid as much as possible revealing to these animals the presence of human beings, whom they might prefer to the flock. Perhaps they would thus avoid a direct attack against Will Tree. As Tartlet was incapable of understanding either this reasoning or any other, Godfrey contented himself with depriving him of his weapon.
Godfrey went off to the reef to get a new stock of eggs and mollusks, with which he had to be contented, and then, tired out, he came back to the tree and soon fell asleep, while Tartlet, whose philosophy would not allow him to accept such a state of affairs, gave himself over to the bitterest meditations.
It was a false hope. Godfrey took a last look in its direction, and then seeing nothing, glided down the slope, and again plunged beneath the trees. An hour later he had traversed the forest and found himself on its skirt. There Tartlet awaited him with his two-footed and four-footed flock. And how was the obstinate professor occupying himself? In the same way.
"Go! But " answered Tartlet. "Would you rather stay here?" "With you, Godfrey yes!" "No alone!" "Alone! Never!" "Come along then!" Tartlet, thoroughly understanding that Godfrey would not alter his decision, resolved to accompany him. He had not courage enough to stay behind at Will Tree. Before starting, Godfrey assured himself that the fire-arms were ready for action.
It required but this to excite him. Oblivious of choregraphic rules, what leaps, what contortions, what capers! And Tartlet, in a reverie, as he saw this child of Polynesia so demean himself, inquired if these steps, perhaps a little too characteristic, were not natural to the human being, although outside all the principles of his art.
Ah! young people, travel if you can, and if you cannot travel all the same! Tartlet was not in a good humour. His cabin, near that of his pupil, seemed to him too narrow, his bed too hard, the six square yards which he occupied quite insufficient for his steps and strides. Would not the traveller in him absorb the professor of dancing and deportment? No!
It was no longer necessary for them to keep watch by day and night over a fire which they had now the means of relighting. Tartlet therefore abandoned, not without regret, a task which suited him so well.
They are really savages!" he exclaimed. Tartlet felt his knees knock together, and a tremor of fright ran through his body. It was a vessel manned by savages which Godfrey saw approaching the island. Built like a Polynesian canoe, she carried a large sail of woven bamboo; an outrigger on the weather side kept her from capsizing as she heeled down to the wind.
Perhaps, as Tartlet had said, though it was difficult to find the reason, the savages had embarked, after a night spent on shore, without attempting to see if the island were inhabited. But Godfrey suddenly uttered an exclamation which made the professor jump.
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