"I don't want to trust our enemies for a single moment." And it was agreed that one or another should watch constantly.
The storm cleared away as suddenly as it had come, and the next morning the sun shone as brightly as ever.
When Baxter and Lesher came to breakfast both were sullen.

The mate had wanted more liquor, but Captain Blossom had refused to give him more than a single glass.
"You had better return to the others at once," said the captain.
"Tell them they can come over here, and then we will make arrangements as to how all hands shall live until some ship comes to take us away." The Rovers suspected that Dan Baxter wished to remain behind, leaving the mate to go after the others.

But Lesher would not go alone, and off they started at noon, each carrying a good supply of food with him, and also a pistol and some ammunition.
"I wish they weren't coming back," murmured Dora.
"I wish the same, Dora," said Dick.

"But it can't be helped and we must make the best of it." There was a general air of relief when the two had departed.

Later on each told his or her story once more, and a general conversation ensued regarding the future.
"Lesher is not the man I thought he would, be," said Captain Blossom.
"If he insists on getting drunk he will surely cause us a good deal of trouble, and if I try to keep the liquor from him he will get ugly.