"IF EVER YOU GET THE CHANCE—"
but he said something about being a day's steaming off their course," said Dave, struggling to recall more of the ancient mariner's yarn.
"That helps in a way," the skipper commented. "But which direction had she drifted in—east or west!"
"I have no idea."
"Umph!" The captain was silent, lost in thought for a moment or two.
"Did he say anything particular about the island?" he asked at length.
"The wreck was in a lagoon," Dave said, "and there was a reef of rocks outside the lagoon, because they thought the ship must have struck those rocks and drifted over them afterward on a very high tide."
"We 're getting on," commented the skipper. "What else?"
"I only remember one other thing. There was a sort of hill on the island, and in the distance it seemed to be shaped rather like a camel's back."
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