So let's not quarrel with our fate but be thankful we've escaped." "We are, indeed!" she replied.

"But I wonder if we can find something to eat in this place ?" "Let's explore an' find out," proposed Cap'n Bill.

"Those trees over at the left look like cherry-trees." On the way to them the explorers had to walk through a tangle of vines and Cap'n Bill, who went first, stumbled and pitched forward on his face.
"Why, it's a melon!" cried Trot delightedly, as she saw what had caused the sailor to fall.
Cap'n Bill rose to his foot, for he was not at all hurt, and examined the melon.

Then he took his big jackknife from his pocket and cut the melon open.

It was quite ripe and looked delicious; but the old man tasted it before he permitted Trot to eat any.