There was nothing more for us to do but to wait here until the athaleb should awake, and then our actions would depend upon what we might now decide.
This was the question that was now before us, and this we began to consider.

We both felt the most unspeakable aversion for the island, and to remain here any longer was impossible.

We would once more have to mount the athaleb, and proceed to some other shore.

But where?
Ah! there was the question! Not on the island, for it did not seem possible that in all its extent there could be one single spot capable of affording a resting-place.

Layelah's information with regard to Magones had made that much plain.