Those of Captain Redwood rested upon the faces of his children, now truly overspread with the wan pallor of what seemed to be rapidly approaching death.
Murtagh gazed wistfully out upon the ocean, as if wishing himself once more upon it, and no doubt thinking of that green isle far away beyond it; while Saloo's glance was turned upward--not toward the heavens, but as if he was contemplating some object among the leaves of the tree overhead.
All at once the expression upon his countenance took a change-- remarkable as it was sudden.

From the look of sullen despair, which but the moment before might have been seen gleaming out of the sunken orbits of his eyes, his glance seemed to change to one of joy, almost with the quickness of the lightning's flash.
Simultaneous with the change, he sprang up from his reclining position, uttering as he did so an exclamation in the Malayan tongue, which his companions guessed to be some formula of address to the Deity, from its ending with the word "Allah." "De gleat God be thank!" he continued, returning to his "pigeon English," so that the others might understand.

"We all be save.

Buld no poison.

We no die yet.