Nobody else will appear on the island.

Keep steering for the hill.

I'll be glad when we get there, because, between you and me, Peter, it will be just about as far as I can go and I'll need a long, long rest." He bore so heavily upon Robert now that their progress was very slow, and the lad himself began to grow weak.

It was impossible for any one, no matter how hardy of body and soul, to endure long, after going through what he had suffered.

He too staggered.
"I'm leaning hard on you, Peter," said the slaver.