Christy told them that they might have some very heavy work to do before they returned to the ship, and he did not wish to use up their strength unnecessarily.
"Now, keep her east by north for a couple of miles, Beeks," continued Christy.

"That will be as far as we have occasion to go in this direction.

Don't hurry them; take it easy, for it will not be high tide till half-past twelve, and we may have more time than we shall know how to use." The crew pulled very leisurely, and it was over an hour before Beeks estimated that they had made the two miles.

As before, Christy and Flint were landed, and they walked across the island.

But their walk was not even half the length of the last one; and the spit was so narrow at this place that the lieutenant was confident he had struck the point he intended.
"This is our base of operations," said Christy, as he stood on the shore of the bay.