he cause of the explosion,
although Jeannette Turgot might have guessed at it.

"It's a mercy we didn't blow ourselves up," said Jack. "I was just
going to take my torch to look at these casks."

He hunted about for all of the same description, and rolled them into a
place by themselves.

"We must take care what we are about if we come here again with
torches," he said.

Bill agreed with him.

After all, of what use to them was the treasure they had discovered.
The cloth and linen were much more serviceable, as they could make
bedding of them.

"I don't see why we should not try to make jackets and trousers for
ourselves," observed Bill. "This cloth will be fine stuff for the
purpose, and as the cold weather is coming on we shall be glad of some
warm clothing."

"But how are we going to make them?" asked Jack.

"The linen will serve us for thread, and I must see about making some
needles of wood if we can't get anything better," answered Bill.
"However, we'll think about that by-and-by; it's time to return to our
camp, we may be left in the dark."

They accordingly loaded themselves with as much of the linen and cloth
as they could carry, cutting off pieces with their knives. They could
return, they agreed, for more if this was not enough.

Bill was not quite consistent in taking the cloth when he would not
touch the money, but it did not occur to him for a moment that he was
wrong in appropriating it, or he would have refused to do so. Had he
argued the point, he would have found it very difficult to settle. One
thing was certain, that the owners were never likely to make any
complaint on the subject.

They got back to their fire without much difficulty, and having raked it
together, and put on fresh wood, they made their beds with the cloth
they had brought, said their prayers in a thankful spirit, and slept far
more comfortably than they had done since they had taken possession of
the cavern.

CHAPTER ELEVEN.

THE WRECK.

By the roaring sound they heard when they awoke, the lads knew that the
storm was still raging.

They ate sparingly of their store of food for breakfast; and then
calculating that it must be once more daylight, they made their way
towards the mouth of the cavern. They were not mistaken as to its being
day, but how long the sun had risen they could not tell, as the sky was
still thickly overcast with clouds.

The sea was washing, as before, heavily into the cavern, th