She came; but knew nothing about it.

Jarl spent a whole morning in contriving a substitute; and a few days after, pop, we came upon the lost: article hidden away in the main-top.
Another time, discovering the little vessel to "gripe" hard in steering, as if some one under water were jerking her backward, we instituted a diligent examination, to see what was the matter.

When lo; what should we find but a rope, cunningly attached to one of the chain-plates under the starboard main-channel.

It towed heavily in the water.

Upon dragging it up--much as you would the cord of a ponderous bucket far down in a well--a stout wooden box was discovered at the end; which opened, disclosed sundry knives, hatchets, and ax-heads.
Called to the stand, the Upoluan deposed, that thrice he had rescued that identical box from Annatoo's all-appropriating clutches.
Now, here were four human beings shut up in this little oaken craft, and, for the time being, their interests the same.