re are about here no one knows."

"But are they likely to get back to us?"

"Not a bit, sir. They don't know where we are, and they'll have their
work cut out to find where they are themselves."

"Have you any idea where we are--what shore this is?"

"Hardly, sir. All I do know is that from the time the typhoon struck us
we must have been carried by wind and the fierce currents right away to
the west and south."

"And that means where?"

"Most like off the nor'-west coast o' 'Stralia, among the reefs and
islands there. It's like it is on the nor'-east coast, a reg'lar coral
sea.

"Ha!" continued Bostock, when they were once more in shelter. "S'pose
we take turn and turn now to watch young Master Carey. We're both worn
out, sir. You take fust rest; you're worst."

"No; lie down till I call you, my man."

"Do you order me to, sir?"

"Yes, certainly."

"Well, sir, I can't help it; I'm dead-beat."

The next minute the old sailor was down on the floor in his drenched
clothes, sleeping heavily, while, in thankfulness for the life which
seemed to have been given back when they were prepared to die, Doctor
Kingsmead watched by his patient's side, waiting for the cessation of
the storm and the light of day, which seemed as if it would never come.

CHAPTER FIVE.

"I'm so thirsty! Please, I'm so thirsty; and it is so hot!"

Twice over Doctor Kingsmead heard that appeal, but he could not move to
respond to it, for Nature would have her way. He had sat watching his
patient's berth till he could watch no longer, since there are limits to
everyone's endurance, and that morning he had suddenly become insensible
to everything, dropping into a deep sleep that there was no fighting
against.

He had slept all that day solidly, if the term may be used, quite
unconscious of everything; but towards evening he began either to hear
things or to dream and hear external sounds.

Feeling too reasserted itself. He was scorched by the heat, and there
was a pleasant lapping, washing sound of water making its way into his
ears for some time before someone said the above words.

He smiled at last in an amused way as he lay in a half-conscious state,
for it seemed to him that it was he that declared how thirsty he was and
how hot, and he felt how breathless it was.

So calm and still too, and so pleasant to lie back there in spite of
heat and thirst, listening to that lapping, washing sound softened by
distance into