And we had better wait till dark.

Our white shoulders will be seen at too far a distance, by this light." Creeping into a thicket, the lads lay down and were soon sound asleep; and it was night before they awoke, and looked out.

All signs of the storm had passed.

The moon was shining calmly, the stars were brilliant, and seemed to hang like lamps in the sky, an effect which is only seen in tropical climes.
There were lights in the town, and these served as a sort of guide to them.

Skirting along at the top of the basin in which the town lay, they passed through cultivated estates, picking some ears of maize; thus satisfying their hunger, which was, when they started, ravenous; for, during the storm, they had been unable to open the hatchways, and had been supported only by a little biscuit, which happened to be in the caboose on deck.
Towards morning they chose a spot in a thick plantation of trees, about a mile and a half from the town; and here they agreed to wait, for a while, until they could come to some decision as to their course.
Three days passed without any change.