did not extend to this group, and that it may still be inhabited, we must be on our guard in approaching the bearings."
"Which cannot be very far off," I added. " And then, captain, who knows but that your brother and his sailors might have taken refuge on one of these islands!"
This was admissible, but not a consoling eventuality, for in that case the poor fellows would have fallen into the hands of those savages of whom they were rid while they remained at Tsalal.
"Jem," resumed Captain Len Guy, "we are making good way, and no doubt land will be signalled in a few hours. Give orders for the watch to be careful."
"It's done, captain."
"There is a man in the crow's-nest?"
"Dirk Peters himself, at his own request."
"All right, Jem; we may trust his vigilance."
"And also his eyes," I added, "for he is gifted with amazing sight."
For two hours of very quick sailing not the smallest indication of the group of eight islands was visible.
"It is incomprehensible that we have not come in sight of them," said the captain. "I reckon that the Halbrane has made sixty miles since this morning, and the islands in question are tolerably close together."
"Then, captain, we must conclude—and it is not unlikely—that the group to which Tsalal belonged has entirely disappeared in the earthquake."
"Land ahead!" cried Dirk Peters.
We looked, but could discern nothing on the sea, nor was it until a quarter of an hour had elapsed that our glasses enabled us to recognize the tops of a few scattered
