Giving our position every consideration, I determined upon returning to the mountains at which we had turned, and took a north-west course.

The country was again most wretched, and at night we almost dropped from our saddles with fatigue.
Another pigeon was divided between us, but our tea was gone.

Oppressed by hunger, I swallowed the bones and the feet of the pigeon, to allay the cravings of my stomach.

A sleeping lizard with a blunt tail and knobby scales, fell into our hands, and was of course roasted and greedily eaten.

Brown now complained of increased pain in his feet, and lost all courage.