However, I met none on my way down, and found both the _Etoyle_ and my
ship just as I had left them, and the boat tied to the tree, also as I
had left it. Then I went aboard the galliot, and finding some food and
drink, set to work to stay my cravings. There was none too much, I
found, to last long, though as the men had cooked the fish and birds
they were still fresh enough. Also there was flour, and bread already
made, and some peas, while, for the water, it was nearly all there.
The fruit was quite rotten and not to be eaten, but this mattered not
at all, since, on Coffin Island, I had perceived several kinds growing
with profusion, amongst others many prickly pears.
And now, as I made my meal, I marked out in my mind what I should do
to draw matters to a conclusion. And this I decided on.
"It is a treasure house," Alderly had said of his hut, therefore,
firstly, I had got to explore that house, hoping to find therein as
much if not more than we had been robbed of. Then when Phips and I met
again, as I hoped we might, he should decide about that treasure, and
what was to be done with it. But first to find it. Yet, even as I
thought this there came to me another reflection--viz., that I could
not carry it away with me. The galliot would take me to a neighbouring
island inhabited by my own people, but an officer alone in such a
vessel, with no hands to work it but himself, must necessarily lead to
much talk and the asking of many questions--how many more would be
asked if that officer were accompanied by boxes and chests of great
weight? Therefore, that would never do! I must get away alone, leaving
the treasure--if I found any more than I had already gotten--somewhere
secure, and then I must come back again for it, properly fitted out.
Or, if I could reach Phips ere he quitted the reef, we could come back
together in the _Furie_, take off the goods and so home with no need
for further voyagings out and in.
And, on still reflecting, this was what I had a mind to do. The reef
was not a long way off; a day and night would take me there, with a
favourable wind. Only I must provision the galliot somehow; I must not
go to sea thus; but then I remembered, this was easily to be done
if I swallowed my squeamishness. The _Etoyle_ was full of food and
drink--the former coarse but life-sustaining--if I took that as I took
its owner's hordes, then I could get away.
Only, first I had to find the treasure, then dispose of it safely.
After that I might go at once. Indeed, if fortune still kept with me,
as she had ever done of late, I might be away from this island within
another thirty hours.
And so thinking, I finished my repast and set about what I had to do.
CHAPTER XXIV.
WHAT WAS IN THE TREASURE HOUSE.
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