Adventure stories; Castaways -- Fiction; Islands of the Pacific -- Fiction; Science fiction
The quinine was administered to Herbert every three hours, and the next
day the lad was certainly better. It is true he was not out of danger,
since these fevers are often followed by dangerous relapses; but, then,
here was the specific, and, doubtless, not far off, the one who had
brought it. In two days more Herbert became convalescent. He was still
feeble, but there had been no relapse, and he cheerfully submitted to
the rigorous diet imposed upon, him. He was so anxious to get well.
Pencroff was beside himself with joy. After the critical period had
been safely passed he seized the reporter in his arms, and called him
nothing but Doctor Spilett.
But the true physician was still to be found.
““We will find him!” said the sailor.
The year 1867, during which the colonists had been so hardly beset,
came to an end, and the new year began with superb weather. A fine
warmth, a tropical temperature, moderated by the sea breeze. Herbert’s
bed was drawn close to the window, where he could inhale long draughts
of the salt, salubrious air. His appetite began to return, and what
tempting savory morsels Neb prepared for him!
“It made one wish to be ill,” said Pencroff.
During this time the convicts had not shown themselves, neither was
there any news of Ayrton. The engineer and Herbert still hoped to get
him back, but the others thought that the unhappy man had succumbed. In
a month’s time, when the lad should have regained his strength, the
important search would be undertaken, and all these questions set at
rest.
During January the work on the plateau consisted simply in collecting
the grain and vegetables undestroyed in the work of devastation, and
planting some for a late crop during the next season. Smith preferred
to wait till the island was rid of the convicts before he repaired the
damage to the mill, poultry-yard, and stable.
In the latter part of the month Herbert began to take some exercise. He
was eighteen years old, his constitution was splendid, and from this
moment the improvement in his condition was visible daily.
By the end of the month he walked on the shore and over the plateau,
and strengthened himself with sea-baths. Smith felt that the day for
the exploration could be set, and the 15th of February was chosen. The
nights at this season were very clear, and would, therefore, be
advantageous to the search.
The necessary preparations were begun. These were important, as the
colonists had determined not to return to Granite House until their
double end had been obtained—to destroy the convicts and find Ayrton,
if he was still alive; and to discover the being who presided so
efficiently over the destinies of the colony.
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