So I said I would go for it.

The skiff was half full of plunder which that gang had stole there on the wreck.

We hustled it on to the raft in a pile, and I told Jim to float along down, and show a light when he judged he had gone about two mile, and keep it burning till I come; then I manned my oars and shoved for the light.

As I got down towards it three or four more showed--up on a hillside.

It was a village.