Those gloomy mountain wilds were terrible after dark, and she thought they would find it more congenial nearer the wreck.
They returned to the beach.

The inflowing tide had lifted their boat and borne it further up on the sands.
"Will it not be carried off ?" Blanche asked.
"No, I have it anchored with a heavy stone, so it cannot be carried out." John cut four poles and drove them into the ground and spread the canvas over it, forming a shelter for Blanche.

He had brought a blanket from the wreck, which, with some of the coarse grass he cut with his sword, formed a bed for his charge.

A box which he had brought from the ship afforded her a seat.
They had not found a human being, nor had they seen a single animal.

A few sea-birds flying high in the air were the only living creatures which had greeted their vision since landing.
"Will you be afraid to remain here while I go for the provisions and musket left at the spring ?" asked John.
"No, we have nothing to fear." "I believe this part of the coast to be entirely uninhabited." She made no answer, and he went for the gun and provisions.