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In
the
meantime
he
examined
the
coast
with
great
attention
.
Stretched
out
below
them
was
the
sandy
shore
,
bounded
on
the
right
of
the
river
's
mouth
by
lines
of
breakers
.
The
rocks
which
were
visible
appeared
like
amphibious
monsters
reposing
in
the
surf
.
Beyond
the
reef
,
the
sea
sparkled
beneath
the
sun
's
rays
.
To
the
south
a
sharp
point
closed
the
horizon
,
and
it
could
not
be
seen
if
the
land
was
prolonged
in
that
direction
,
or
if
it
ran
southeast
and
southwest
,
which
would
have
made
this
coast
a
very
long
peninsula
.
At
the
northern
extremity
of
the
bay
the
outline
of
the
shore
was
continued
to
a
great
distance
in
a
wider
curve
.
There
the
shore
was
low
,
flat
,
without
cliffs
,
and
with
great
banks
of
sand
,
which
the
tide
left
uncovered
.
Pencroft
and
Herbert
then
returned
towards
the
west
.
Their
attention
was
first
arrested
by
the
snow-topped
mountain
which
rose
at
a
distance
of
six
or
seven
miles
.
From
its
first
declivities
to
within
two
miles
of
the
coast
were
spread
vast
masses
of
wood
,
relieved
by
large
green
patches
,
caused
by
the
presence
of
evergreen
trees
.
Then
,
from
the
edge
of
this
forest
to
the
shore
extended
a
plain
,
scattered
irregularly
with
groups
of
trees
.
Here
and
there
on
the
left
sparkled
through
glades
the
waters
of
the
little
river
;
they
could
trace
its
winding
course
back
towards
the
spurs
of
the
mountain
,
among
which
it
seemed
to
spring
.
At
the
point
where
the
sailor
had
left
his
raft
of
wood
,
it
began
to
run
between
the
two
high
granite
walls
;
but
if
on
the
left
bank
the
wall
remained
clear
and
abrupt
,
on
the
right
bank
,
on
the
contrary
,
it
sank
gradually
,
the
massive
sides
changed
to
isolated
rocks
,
the
rocks
to
stones
,
the
stones
to
shingle
running
to
the
extremity
of
the
point
.
"
Are
we
on
an
island
?
"
murmured
the
sailor
.
"
At
any
rate
,
it
seems
to
be
big
enough
,
"
replied
the
lad
.
"
An
island
,
ever
so
big
,
is
an
island
all
the
same
!
"
said
Pencroft
.
But
this
important
question
could
not
yet
be
answered
.
A
more
perfect
survey
had
to
be
made
to
settle
the
point
.
As
to
the
land
itself
,
island
or
continent
,
it
appeared
fertile
,
agreeable
in
its
aspect
,
and
varied
in
its
productions
.
"
This
is
satisfactory
,
"
observed
Pencroft
;
"
and
in
our
misfortune
,
we
must
thank
Providence
for
it
.
"
"
God
be
praised
!
"
responded
Herbert
,
whose
pious
heart
was
full
of
gratitude
to
the
Author
of
all
things
.
Pencroft
and
Herbert
examined
for
some
time
the
country
on
which
they
had
been
cast
;
but
it
was
difficult
to
guess
after
so
hasty
an
inspection
what
the
future
had
in
store
for
them
.
They
then
returned
,
following
the
southern
crest
of
the
granite
platform
,
bordered
by
a
long
fringe
of
jagged
rocks
,
of
the
most
whimsical
shapes
.
Some
hundreds
of
birds
lived
there
nestled
in
the
holes
of
the
stone
;
Herbert
,
jumping
over
the
rocks
,
startled
a
whole
flock
of
these
winged
creatures
.
