There was pleasure too in the knowledge that he was on the land and not the sea.

He remembered the frightful passage that he and the slaver had made through the breakers, and he knew that his escape then had depended upon the slimmest of chances.

He shuddered as he recalled the rocks thrusting out their savage teeth.
The storm, after a while, sank into a steady rain, and the wind blew but little.

The air was now quite cold for that region, and Robert, lying down on the couch, covered himself with a blanket.

He soon fell asleep and slept so long, lulled by the beat of the rain, that he did not awaken until the next day.
Then he took the dinghy and rowed around to the other side of the island.