While these interesting birds were cooking, Ned prepared the fruit of the bread-tree.

Then the wood-pigeons were devoured to the bones, and declared excellent.

The nutmeg, with which they are in the habit of stuffing their crops, flavours their flesh and renders it delicious eating.
"Now, Ned, what do you miss now ?" "Some four-footed game, M.Aronnax.

All these pigeons are only side-dishes and trifles; and until I have killed an animal with cutlets I shall not be content." "Nor I, Ned, if I do not catch a bird of paradise." "Let us continue hunting," replied Conseil.

"Let us go towards the sea.