On the leeward side of these rocks, in little hollows of the stone, he found a quantity of the eggs of some seafowl.

They were quite large, the shells a dirty, faint blue and apparently very thick.

He collected all he could carry and started back.
As he approached the shelter, he heard voices and stopped short with a sudden pang; McTee had returned first and awakened the girl.

Harrigan sighed.

He knew now how he had wanted to watch her eyes open for the first time, the cool sea-green eyes lighted by bewilderment, surprise, and joy.