He clutched it suddenly with both hands and flung it into the boat with a shout of triumph, but sank exhausted by the effort.
It was a young turtle; and being asleep on the water, or inexperienced, had allowed them to capture it.
This was indeed a godsend--twelve pounds of succulent meat.

It was instantly divided, and Mr.Hazel contrived, with some difficulty, to boil a portion of it.

He enjoyed it greatly; but Miss Rolleston showed a curious and violent antipathy to it, scarcely credible under the circumstances.

Not so the sailors.

They devoured it raw, what they could get at all.