erved from shame and ill treatment, if not from
death."

"They durst not, surely! Well, but Krantz, we must make a raft and
follow her; we must not remain here--I will seek her through the wide
world."

"Be it so, if you wish, Philip, and I will follow your fortunes,"
replied Krantz, glad to find that there was something, however wild the
idea, for his mind to feed on. "But now let us return to the raft, seek
the refreshment we so much require, and after that we will consider what
may be the best plan to pursue."

To this, Philip, who was much exhausted, tacitly consented, and he
followed Krantz to where the raft had been beached. The men had left
it, and were each of them sitting apart from one another under the shade
of his own chosen cocoa-nut tree. The articles which had been saved on
the raft had not been landed, and Krantz called upon them to come and
carry the things on shore--but no one would answer or obey. They each
sat watching their money, and afraid to leave it, lest they should be
dispossessed of it by the others. Now that their lives were,
comparatively speaking, safe, the demon of avarice had taken full
possession of their souls; there they sat, exhausted, pining for water,
longing for sleep, and yet they dared not move,--they were fixed as if
by the wand of the enchanter.

"It is the cursed dollars which have turned their brains," observed
Krantz to Philip; "let us try if we cannot manage to remove what we most
stand in need of, and then we will search for water."

Philip and Krantz collected the carpenter's tools, the best arms, and
all the ammunition, as the possession of the latter would give them an
advantage in case of necessity; they then dragged on shore the sail and
some small spars, all of which they carried up to a clump of cocoa-nut
trees, about a hundred yards from the beach.

In half an hour they had erected an humble tent, and put into it what
they had brought with them, with the exception of the major part of the
ammunition, which, as soon as he was screened by the tent, Krantz buried
in a heap of dry sand behind it; he then, for their immediate wants, cut
down with an axe a small cocoa-nut tree in full bearing. It must be for
those who have suffered the agony of prolonged thirst, to know the
extreme pleasure with which the milk of the nuts were one after the
other poured down the parched throats of Krantz and Philip. The men
witnessed their enjoyment in silence, and with g