They agreed to rig the mainsail tarpaulin-wise and sleep in the boat.

Accordingly they made themselves very busy screening the east side of Miss Rolleston's new abode with the foresail, and fastened a loop and drove a nail into the tree, and looped the sail to it, then suddenly bade her good-night in cheerful tones, and were gone in a moment, leaving her to her repose, as they imagined.

Hazel, in particular, having used all his ingenuity to secure her personal comfort, was now too bent on showing her the most delicate respect and forbearance to think of anything else.

But, justly counting on the delicacy, he had forgotten the timidity of her sex, and her first night in the island was a terribly trying one.
Thrice she opened her mouth to call Welch and Hazel back, but could not.
Yet, when their footsteps were out of hearing, she would have given the world to have them between her and the perils with which she felt herself surrounded.
Tigers; snakes; scorpions; savages! what would become of her during the long night?
She sat and cowered before the hot embers.

She listened to what seemed the angry roar of the sea.