Neb did not move.

Pencroft only uttered one word.
"Living ?" he cried.
Neb did not reply.

Spilett and the sailor turned pale.

Herbert clasped his hands, and remained motionless.

The poor Negro, absorbed in his grief, evidently had neither seen his companions nor heard the sailor speak.
The reporter knelt down beside the motionless body, and placed his ear to the engineer's chest, having first torn open his clothes.
A minute--an age!--passed, during which he endeavored to catch the faintest throb of the heart.
Neb had raised himself a little and gazed without seeing.