I am here.

I am left to you." Then Cousin Benedict had turned toward his cabin, doubtless so as to reflect on the consequences of this disastrous event, and on the energetic measures that he must take.

But on his way he had met the cockroach in question, and his desire was--held, however, against certain entomologists--to prove the cockroaches of the phoraspe species, remarkable for their colors, have very different habits from cockroaches properly so called; he had given himself up to the study, forgetting both that there had been a Captain Hull in command of the "Pilgrim," and that that unfortunate had just perished with his crew.
The cockroach absorbed him entirely.

He did not admire it less, and he made as much time over it as if that horrible insect had been a golden beetle.
The life on board had then returned to its usual course, though every one would remain for a long time yet under the effects of such a keen and unforeseen catastrophe.
During this day Dick Sand was everywhere, so that everything should be in its place, and that he could be prepared for the smallest contingency.

The blacks obeyed him with zeal.