Part 12 (1/2)

”Really, you mustn't eat any more,” said Tommy at last. ”Now rest against the side of the boat.” She placed a shawl behind her sister's head, and covered her feet with her macintosh.

”Any one would think I was an invalid,” said Elizabeth, laughing.

”It's nothing to laugh at,” said Mary severely. ”You may be very ill by and by.”

”Meanwhile put the rest of the fish where the flies and insects can't get at it,” said Elizabeth. ”There's a nice little hollow in that rock over there. Cover it with leaves.”

This done, they sat one on each side of Elizabeth, propping their chins on their hands, and gazing at her with mournful interest.

”This is _too_ absurd,” said Elizabeth, after a few minutes. ”Let us get on with our hut. I can't stand being stared at like this. Come along, girls. We must cut down some more canes to make walls; I'll show you what I mean.”

They went up-stream to the clump of canes, and, selecting some of the longest, proceeded to hack them down with their knives--no easy task, for the longest canes were also the thickest. But after a little trouble they got three or four that Elizabeth thought would answer her purpose, and took them to the site chosen for the hut. Here they laid the canes across the projecting branches of the three trees, binding them firmly in place with strong tendrils of a creeping plant. After an hour's work all the canes were in position, forming a kind of framework for the roof.

”Now all we have to do is to cover this with matting, and our roof is finished,” said Elizabeth. ”We shall have to get some more canes to stretch matting on for the walls, and as we have used up nearly all the gra.s.ses we collected, we had better go at once to get some more ready for to-morrow.”

”To-morrow!” cried Mary. ”I'd forgotten! Do you feel quite well, Bess?”

”As well as possible.”

”How long is it since you ate the fish?” asked Tommy.

”More than two hours--long enough for the poison to act, I'm sure. So we may make up our minds that the fish is perfectly wholesome, and there's baked fish for supper for all of us to-night.”

”Hurray!” said Tommy, beginning to dance. ”Let's go and get the gra.s.ses; by the time we have got enough to make our mats it will be supper-time. Oh! I am so glad you are not ill, Bess.”

They spent an hour or two in gathering gra.s.ses, and returned to their little camp shortly before sunset, in order to cook their supper before dark. Tommy ran to the hole in the rock where the fish had been left.

A cry of dismay startled her sisters.

”What is it?” they cried, turning towards her.

”It's gone, every bit of it; oh, who has stolen it?”

She looked round with alarm in her eyes, and the other girls also glanced about them with consternation and anxiety. Was it possible that some one had been spying on them?

”I _did_ see somebody that day,” said Tommy in a whisper.

”But who would want to steal a bit of fish?” said Elizabeth, with practical common-sense. ”If there are natives here, they could fish for themselves, I'm sure.”

”There aren't any cats in these parts, are there, Mary?” asked Tommy.

”I never read of them. But--good gracious!” she cried suddenly, ”there are the bones!”

She had looked a little farther into the hole than Tommy had done, and there lay the skeleton of the fish picked clean of every bit of flesh.

”I know what it is,” she said. ”It's a land-crab's hole, and the wretch smelt the fish, I suppose, and came out for a feast while we were busy.”

”The mean thing!” cried Tommy. ”And we shan't have any fish for supper after all. I'll serve him out.”

She ran to the boat and brought back the boat-hook, with which she poked vigorously in the hole. In a few minutes a large crab came scuttling out, at the sight of which she picked up her skirt and ran away, not liking the look of his formidable nippers.