I started away toward the place from which the sound came, and found, only a little distance off, a small brook trickling along on its way to the shore.

I called Almah, and we both drank and were refreshed.
This showed an easy way to get to the shore, and I determined to go there to see if there were any fish to be found.

Shell-fish might be there, or the carcasses of dead fish thrown up by the sea, upon which the athaleb might feed.

I left my pistol with Almah, telling her to fire it if she heard me fire, for I was afraid of losing my way, and therefore took this precaution.

I left it lying on the rock full-cocked, and directed her to point it in the air and pull the trigger.