Blown to Bits - or, The Lonely Man of Rakata by R. M. (Robert Michael) Ballantyne
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su'prisin'--plenty boats about."
"This boat approaches the island, and I can tell by the sound that it is a large _prau_. If it touches here it will be for the purpose of spending the night, and Malay boatmen are not always agreeable neighbours. However, it is not likely they will ramble far from where they land, so we may escape observation if we keep quiet." As he spoke he emptied the remains of the coffee on the dying fire and effectually put it out. Meanwhile the sound of oars had become quite distinct, and, as had been anticipated, the crew ran their boat into one of the sandy bays and leaped ashore with a good deal of shouting and noise. Fortunately they had landed on the opposite side of the islet, and as the bush on it was very dense there was not much probability of any one crossing over. Our voyagers therefore lay close, resolving to be off in the morning before the unwelcome visitors were stirring. As the three lay there wrapped in their blankets and gazing contemplatively at the now risen moon, voices were heard as if of men approaching. It was soon found that two of the strangers had sauntered round by the beach and were slowly drawing near the encampment. Nigel observed that the hermit had raised himself on one elbow and seemed to be again listening intently. The two men halted on reaching the top of the ridges of rock which formed one side of the little bay, and their voices became audible though too far distant to admit of words being distinguishable. At the |
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