"We never had it like this before," said Ha'o, sticking stubbornly to his point. "My people are saying it is your God sent it. If He is that kind of a god we don't want Him." "How do you train your young men, Ha'o? By treating them softly? By petting them, and giving them all things easy and pleasant?" "Nay, we toughen them, so that they may endure." "Exactly! Do you think that God knows less than you? He also wants men who can endure even when the fight goes against them." That seemed to strike him. He went on stolidly hauling and carrying, and at last said, bitterly-- "If He had left my people alive, Kenni, and not broken Nai, I would have thought better of Him." "Let us be grateful for what is left, my friend. Nai will get better. Many of our people are dead, but more are left than we think, perhaps." But Ha'o shook his head gloomily, and went on hauling and carrying, and said no more. CHAPTER XXXI REVERSIONS Captain Pym was in that state of mind in which every man who loses his ship finds himself, and from which his fellow in misfortune, Captain Cathie, was slowly emerging. No slightest blame attached to him in the matter, and he would have no difficulty in proving it. Nevertheless, he was suffering exceedingly. The burden of his thoughts kept sleep far from him, and, after tossing restlessly through the night on a by no means uncomfortable couch of dried palm fronds, he got up very early next morning to give his depressed spirits fresh air and wider space than the confinement of the lean-to afforded them. Blair and Cathie, worn out with hard work and anxieties, were still sleeping soundly. As Pym walked along the beach, he saw with surprise a thin curl of smoke rising behind an angle of the hillside not far from the scene of his coffining. When he came to the angle he stopped transfixed, and then set off at a run to the huts. He caught Blair by the shoulder and roughly shook him awake. "Blair," he cried hoarsely, "your brown devils are eating our men," and Blair and Cathie were on their feet in a moment. Blair was not very greatly surprised, though not a little disturbed. He had seen the upsetting the catastrophe had wrought in Ha'o, the most advanced of all, and he had wondered if the rest would stand the strain. "It's a throw-back," he said, "but it's really not very surprising. Where's Ha'o? Cathie, will you call the men?" He went quickly to the shed Ha'o had built for Nai, and found him there asleep, and was to that extent relieved. He woke him quietly, and told him what was going on. "Food is scarce, and will be scarcer," said Ha'o, when he arrived at an understanding of the matter. "Everything is destroyed." "Better starve than live so," said Blair vehemently. "But everything is not destroyed. We shall live somehow, and this has got to be stopped. Come on!"