Also we got out some necessary stores, including paraffin for the swinging lamps with which the ship was fitted in case of accident to the electric light, candles, and the guns we had brought with us so that they might be handy in the event of attack.

This done, by the aid of the tools that were in the storerooms, Bickley, who was an excellent carpenter, repaired the saloon door, all that was necessary to keep us private, as the bulkhead still remained.
"Now," he said triumphantly when he had finished and got the lock and bolts to work to his satisfaction, "we can stand a siege if needed, for as the ship is iron built they can't even burn us out and that teak door would take some forcing.

Also we can shore it up." "How about something to eat?
I want my tea," said Bastin.
"Then, my reverend friend," replied Bickley, "take a couple of the fire buckets and fetch some water from the stream.

Also collect driftwood of which there is plenty about, clean those fish and grill them over the saloon stove." "I'll try," said Bastin, "but I never did any cooking before." "No," replied Bickley, "on second thoughts I will see to that myself, but you can get the fish ready." So, with due precautions, Bastin and I fetched water from the stream which we found flowed over the edge of the cliff quite close at hand into a beautiful coral basin that might have been designed for a bath of the nymphs.

Indeed one at a time, while the other watched, we undressed and plunged into it, and never was a tub more welcome than after our long days of tempest.