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It
was
scarcely
probable
that
they
would
find
the
box
,
which
the
waves
had
rolled
about
among
the
pebbles
,
at
high
tide
,
but
it
was
as
well
to
try
.
Herbert
and
Pencroft
walked
rapidly
to
the
point
where
they
had
landed
the
day
before
,
about
two
hundred
feet
from
the
cave
.
They
hunted
there
,
among
the
shingle
,
in
the
clefts
of
the
rocks
,
but
found
nothing
.
If
the
box
had
fallen
at
this
place
it
must
have
been
swept
away
by
the
waves
.
As
the
sea
went
down
,
they
searched
every
little
crevice
with
no
result
.
It
was
a
grave
loss
in
their
circumstances
,
and
for
the
time
irreparable
.
Pencroft
could
not
hide
his
vexation
;
he
looked
very
anxious
,
but
said
not
a
word
.
Herbert
tried
to
console
him
by
observing
,
that
if
they
had
found
the
matches
,
they
would
,
very
likely
,
have
been
wetted
by
the
sea
and
useless
.
"
No
,
my
boy
,
"
replied
the
sailor
;
"
they
were
in
a
copper
box
which
shut
very
tightly
;
and
now
what
are
we
to
do
?
"
"
We
shall
certainly
find
some
way
of
making
a
fire
,
"
said
Herbert
.
"
Captain
Harding
or
Mr.
Spilett
will
not
be
without
them
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
replied
Pencroft
;
"
but
in
the
meantime
we
are
without
fire
,
and
our
companions
will
find
but
a
sorry
repast
on
their
return
.
"
"
But
,
"
said
Herbert
quickly
,
"
do
you
think
it
possible
that
they
have
no
tinder
or
matches
?
"
"
I
doubt
it
,
"
replied
the
sailor
,
shaking
his
head
,
"
for
neither
Neb
nor
Captain
Harding
smoke
,
and
I
believe
that
Mr.
Spilett
would
rather
keep
his
note-book
than
his
match-box
.
"
Herbert
did
not
reply
.
The
loss
of
the
box
was
certainly
to
be
regretted
,
but
the
boy
was
still
sure
of
procuring
fire
in
some
way
or
other
.
Pencroft
,
more
experienced
,
did
not
think
so
,
although
he
was
not
a
man
to
trouble
himself
about
a
small
or
great
grievance
.
At
any
rate
,
there
was
only
one
thing
to
be
done
--
to
await
the
return
of
Neb
and
the
reporter
;
but
they
must
give
up
the
feast
of
hard
eggs
which
they
had
meant
to
prepare
,
and
a
meal
of
raw
flesh
was
not
an
agreeable
prospect
either
for
themselves
or
for
the
others
.
Before
returning
to
the
cave
,
the
sailor
and
Herbert
,
in
the
event
of
fire
being
positively
unattainable
,
collected
some
more
shell-fish
,
and
then
silently
retraced
their
steps
to
their
dwelling
.
Pencroft
,
his
eyes
fixed
on
the
ground
,
still
looked
for
his
box
.
He
even
climbed
up
the
left
bank
of
the
river
from
its
mouth
to
the
angle
where
the
raft
had
been
moored
.
He
returned
to
the
plateau
,
went
over
it
in
every
direction
,
searched
among
the
high
grass
on
the
border
of
the
forest
,
all
in
vain
.
