"We must have run into Africa," said the
Doctor. "Dear me, dear me!--Well--we must
all swim to land."

But Chee-Chee and Gub-Gub did not know
how to swim.

"Get the rope!" said Polynesia. "I told you
it would come in handy. Where's that duck?
Come here, Dab-Dab. Take this end of the
rope, fly to the shore and tie it on to a palm-
tree; and we'll hold the other end on the ship
here. Then those that can't swim must climb
along the rope till they reach the land. That's
what you call a `life-line.'"

So they all got safely to the shore--some
swimming, some flying; and those that climbed
along the rope brought the Doctor's trunk and
handbag with them.

But the ship was no good any more--with the
big hole in the bottom; and presently the rough
sea beat it to pieces on the rocks and the timbers
floated away.

Then they all took shelter in a nice dry cave
they found, high up in the cliffs, till the storm
was over.