They had both slept again by the time that the morning broke with the
suddenness of the tropics, while the coming of the sun was heralded by
the pale primrose hue which all who have been between Capricorn and
Cancer know so well; that hue being followed by the vermilion and
golden shafts of light, and then by a deep blood-red tinge which
suffused all the horizon. They had slept uneasily, each in their
place; with--outside, near the opening of the little cave under the
knoll--the tiger lying tranquilly as though keeping watch and ward
over her whom, probably, it deemed its friend and mistress. Yet, ever
and again, as she, while waking to regard it more than once--because
of the fear which Stephen's words had engendered in her mind--saw very
well, its yellow eyes peered out restlessly from their closed slits of
eyelids, the pupil of each eye being itself a horizontal slit only.
And she acknowledged that Charke had spoken aright, that the time had
come for the creature to be either imprisoned or made away with. All
its evil instincts were undoubtedly being developed with its growth;
soon, they would have obtained their full force and be, perhaps,
exerted. It was time.
But now the dawn was come, the blood-red of the Eastern sky was
plainly visible, and the birds of the island were twittering to each
other and pluming themselves; whereon the girl rose and left the cave,
and passed quietly by the creature lying so close to her as though in
fear of arousing it. In actual fear of it, indeed, since she did not
know but that it might turn and rend her at any moment. For it was big
enough and strong enough to do so now, its size being that of a large
retriever, or a year-old mastiff; and she, or he, even--that stalwart
muscular sailor--would probably have had little chance against it if
it had set upon them, since both were unarmed and both were weakened
and broken down by their struggles in the tempest-tossed waves.
Charke, seeing the girl rise from her recumbent position, rose also,
quickly and quietly, and came towards her, while as he did so he said:
'Now, to-day is the time for me to make that search round the island
which I promised you. We will but eat a little fruit, and then I will
set out.'
'Shall I go with you?' she asked, as, taking up the cocoanut shell,
she turned to go towards the rivulet that ran at her feet, 'or is it
better for me to remain here? Perhaps, too, it may be more than I can
do. Or, indeed,' she hastened to add, 'more than you can accomplish in
one day, and in such heat as there will be. Oh, Mr. Charke,' she
continued, 'you are not strong enough to undertake it yet!'
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