I felt sure it was the latter. However, it was a great
relief when I got a letter from Lloyd's agent at Madeira, telling
me that the brigantine had touched there, and I felt certain that I
should hear of you either here or at one of the South American
ports."
They kept on until they reached the hut at the point where the path
forked. It was found to be empty.
"Open the basket," Frank said. "We must have a meal before we go
further. We have come about half the distance.
"Now, Bertha, there is the bay, you see, and it is all downhill,
which is a comfort. Do you feel tired, dear?"
"Not tired," she said, "but my feet are aching a bit. You see, I
had thin deck shoes on when we were hurried ashore, and they are
not good for walking long distances in."
"Well, we will have a quarter of an hour's rest," he said. "It is
getting dark fast, and by the time we go on it will be night, and
will be a great deal cooler than it has been."
"I can go on at once if you like," she said.
"No, dear; there is no use in hurrying. We may as well stop half an
hour as a quarter. Don't you hear that?"
The girl listened.
"It is a horn, is it not?" she asked, after a pause.
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