Pym, poor Pym, had already disappeared in the midst of the vapour.

The half-breed, feeding upon raw fish, which he contrived to catch, was carried back by a cross current to Tsalal Island, where he landed half dead from hunger." "To Tsalal Island!" exclaimed Captain Len Guy.

"And how long was it since they had left it ?" "Three weeks--yes, three weeks at the farthest, so Dirk Peters told me." "Then he must have found all that remained of the crew of the _Jane_--my brother William and those who had survived with him ?" "No," replied Hunt; "and Dirk Peters always believed that they had perished--yes, to the very last man.

There was no one upon the island." "No one ?" "Not a living soul." "But the population ?" "No one! No one, I tell you.

The island was a desert--yes, a desert!" This statement contradicted certain facts of which we were absolutely certain.