In the struggle with the gulls the bag had been partially torn open, but still contained the following dispatch: "Gallia! Chemin parcouru du 1er Mars au 1er Avril: 39,000,000 l.! Distance du soleil: 110,000,000 l.! Capte Nerina en passant.
Vivres vont manquer et..." The rest of the document had been so damaged by the beaks of the gulls that it was illegible.

Servadac was wild with vexation.

He felt more and more convinced that the writer was a Frenchman, and that the last line indicated that he was in distress from scarcity of food.

The very thought of a fellow-countryman in peril of starvation drove him well-nigh to distraction, and it was in vain that search was made everywhere near the scene of conflict in hopes of finding the missing scrap that might bear a signature or address.
Suddenly little Nina, who had again taken possession of the pigeon, and was hugging it to her breast, said: "Look here, Ben Zoof!" And as she spoke she pointed to the left wing of the bird.

The wing bore the faint impress of a postage-stamp, and the one word: "FORMENTERA.".