"But the wood is of small account, since' we have all we want already to hand." It was decided to remain at the beach for the next day, to look for more wreckage.

But none came in, and then they started in a body to skirt the shore around to the South Bay, as old Jerry called it.

At first they thought to carry the boat around, but concluded to come back for that later.
It was a journey full of interest, for the sandy beach was dotted with many strange and beautiful seashells, and just back of the sand was the rich tropical growth already mentioned.

The woods were full of monkeys and birds, and once Tom thought he caught sight of some goats or deer.
They reached an ideal spot fronting the little bay a little before noon, and then the girls were glad enough to sit down in the shade and rest.

The bay was full of fish, and before long they had caught three of the finny tribe.