each pole,
about four inches from either extremity, and fitted his linchpins; then
he drew out his linchpins, passed each pole first through one disk, and
then through another, and fastened his linchpins. Then he ran to the
boat, and came back with the stern and midship thwarts. He drilled with
his center-bit three rows of holes in these, two inches from the edge.
And now Helen's work came in; her grass rope bound the thwarts tight to
the horizontal poles, leaving the disks room to play easily between the
thwarts and the linchpins; but there was an open space thirteen inches
broad between the thwarts; this space Hazel herring-boned over with some
of Helen's rope drawn as tight as possible. The cart was now made. Time
occupied in its production, three hours and forty minutes.

The coachmaker was very hot, and Helen asked him timidly whether he had
not better rest and eat. "No time for that," said he. "The day is not
half long enough for what I have to do." He drank copiously from the
stream; put the carpenter's basket into the cart, got the tow-rope from
the boat and fastened it to the cart in this shape: A, putting himself in
the center. So now the coachmaker was the horse, and off they went,
rattling and creaking, to the jungle.

Helen turned her stool and watched this pageant enter the jungle. She
plaited on, but not so merrily. Hazel's companionship and bustling way
somehow kept her spirits up.

But, whenever she was left alone, she gazed on the blank ocean, and her
heart died within her. At last she strolled pensively toward the jungle,
plaiting busily as she went, and hanging the rope round her neck as fast
as she made it.

At the edge of the jungle she found Hazel in a difficulty. He had cut
down a wagon load of prickly trees, and wanted to get all this mass of
_noli me tangere_ on to that wretched little cart, but had not rope
enough to keep it together. She gave him plenty of new line, and partly
by fastening a small rope to the big rope and so making the big rope a
receptacle, partly by artful tying, they dragged home an incredible load.
To be sure some of it draggled half along the ground, and came after like
a peacock's tail.

He made six trips, and then the sun was low; so he began to build. He
raised a rampart of these prickly trees, a rampart three feet wide and
eight feet high; but it only went round two sides and a half of the
bower. So then he said he had failed again; and lay down worn out by
fa