We waited as long as the state of the provisions and our appetites would permit, and then we sat down to the table and began to eat slowly.

But they did not come.

We finished our meal, and they were still absent.

We now became quite anxious, and I proposed to Euphemia that we should go and look for them.
We started out, and our steps naturally turned toward the river.

An unpleasant thought began to crowd itself into my mind, and perhaps the same thing happened to Euphemia, for, without saying anything to each other, we both turned toward the path that led to the peninsula.