Chapter X
The Rescue
TO poor Freckles, sitting upon the sand of the beach, on the edge of a vast, dark, tropical forest, with the Southern Cross and the countless stars above him, and wild, weird sounds on every hand, this night was a night of terrors.
Mr. Williams had told him to find the others when he landed, and for all to keep together, but the rest had swam ashore nearly an hour before he had, as Mr. Williams wished Freckles and Dapples to stay on the ship if possible.
Freckles had not been able to guide Sir Wilton straight to the shore, and, as a result, he had landed in a small cove nearly a mile from the spot where a score of the
