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It was in the blood, and when Tartlet reached the hour of his last sleep his feet would be found placed in a horizontal line with the heels one against the other, in the first position. Meals were taken in common. Godfrey and Tartlet sat opposite to each other, the captain and mate occupying each end of the rolling table.
"What is the good of that?" grumbled he. "It is a great deal too stingy, my dear Godfrey! Are we savages, that we should go about half naked?" "I beg your pardon, Tartlet," replied Godfrey; "we are savages, and nothing else." "As you please; but you will see that we shall leave the island before we have worn the clothes!" "I know nothing about it, Tartlet, and it is better to have than to want."
If Tartlet was not a Frenchman he ought to have been one. In his "Itinéraire de Paris
After many fruitless essays, the negro, who had a very intelligent and even honest face, replied to the demand which was made of him in a single word, "Carefinotu." "Carefinotu!" exclaimed Tartlet. "Do you hear the name? I propose that we call him 'Wednesday, for to-day is Wednesday, and that is what they always do in these Crusoe islands! Is he to be allowed to call himself Carefinotu?"
This sailing over a beautiful sea, under a beautiful sky, could anything be more cheering, could anything give more impulse to thought, more satisfaction to the mind? And it is scarcely to be wondered at that Professor Tartlet also began to recover himself a little. The state of the sea did not inspire him with immediate inquietude, and his physical being showed a little reaction.
In the presence of this imminent danger his coolness never forsook him for an instant. He brought his gun to his shoulder, and aimed at the crocodile. The well-aimed bullet struck the monster, and it made a bound to one side and fell motionless on the ground. Carefinotu rushed towards Tartlet and lifted him up. Tartlet had escaped with a fright! But what a fright!
Sometimes Godfrey would go alone, and then the professor had a companion to whose instruction he obstinately devoted himself. Yes! Tartlet had at first thought of teaching Carefinotu the most ordinary words in the English language, but he had to give this up, as the negro seemed to lack the necessary phonetic apparatus for that kind of pronunciation.
"In an hour's time, if the savages have not appeared, we will leave Will Tree and reconnoitre towards the north of the island. You are able to carry a gun, Tartlet?" "Carry? Yes!" "And to fire it in a stated direction?" "I do not know! I have never tried such a thing, and you may be sure, Godfrey, that my bullet will not go " "Who knows if the report alone might not frighten the savages?"
"Good!" said Godfrey, "the smoke is explained by the presence of Seng Vou; but the beasts?" "And my crocodile!" added Tartlet; "I should like some one to explain my crocodile!" William W. Kolderup seemed much embarrassed, and feeling in turn quite mystified, passed his hand over his forehead as if to clear the clouds away. "We shall know later on," he said.
But an unexpected circumstance, a providential one if you will, came to their aid. In the night of the 3rd of July the weather, which had been on the change for a day or so, grew stormy, after an oppressive heat which the sea-breeze had been powerless to temper. Godfrey and Tartlet at about one o'clock in the morning were awakened by heavy claps of thunder, and most vivid flashes of lightning.
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