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As
usual
,
Pencroft
was
delighted
with
his
work
,
and
had
no
doubt
that
the
apparatus
was
perfect
.
"
Now
for
a
good
wind
,
"
said
he
,
"
and
we
shall
grind
our
first
harvest
splendidly
!
"
"
A
good
wind
,
certainly
,
"
answered
the
engineer
,
"
but
not
too
much
,
Pencroft
.
"
"
Pooh
!
our
mill
would
only
go
the
faster
!
"
"
There
is
no
need
for
it
to
go
so
very
fast
,
"
replied
Cyrus
Harding
.
"
It
is
known
by
experience
that
the
greatest
quantity
of
work
is
performed
by
a
mill
when
the
number
of
turns
made
by
the
sails
in
a
minute
is
six
times
the
number
of
feet
traversed
by
the
wind
in
a
second
.
A
moderate
breeze
,
which
passes
over
twenty-four
feet
to
the
second
,
will
give
sixteen
turns
to
the
sails
during
a
minute
,
and
there
is
no
need
of
more
.
"
"
Exactly
!
"
cried
Herbert
,
"
a
fine
breeze
is
blowing
from
the
northeast
,
which
will
soon
do
our
business
for
us
.
"
There
was
no
reason
for
delaying
the
inauguration
of
the
mill
,
for
the
settlers
were
eager
to
taste
the
first
piece
of
bread
in
Lincoln
Island
.
On
this
morning
two
or
three
bushels
of
wheat
were
ground
,
and
the
next
day
at
breakfast
a
magnificent
loaf
,
a
little
heavy
perhaps
,
although
raised
with
yeast
,
appeared
on
the
table
at
Granite
House
.
Every
one
munched
away
at
it
with
a
pleasure
which
may
be
easily
understood
.
In
the
meanwhile
,
the
stranger
had
not
reappeared
.
Several
times
Gideon
Spilett
and
Herbert
searched
the
forest
in
the
neighborhood
of
Granite
House
,
without
meeting
or
finding
any
trace
of
him
.
They
became
seriously
uneasy
at
this
prolonged
absence
.
Certainly
,
the
former
savage
of
Tabor
island
could
not
be
perplexed
how
to
live
in
the
forest
,
abounding
in
game
,
but
was
it
not
to
be
feared
that
he
had
resumed
his
habits
,
and
that
this
freedom
would
revive
in
him
his
wild
instincts
?
However
,
Harding
,
by
a
sort
of
presentiment
,
doubtless
,
always
persisted
in
saying
that
the
fugitive
would
return
.
"
Yes
,
he
will
return
!
"
he
repeated
with
a
confidence
which
his
companions
could
not
share
.
"
When
this
unfortunate
man
was
on
Tabor
Island
,
he
knew
himself
to
be
alone
!
Here
,
he
knows
that
fellow-men
are
awaiting
him
!
Since
he
has
partially
spoken
of
his
past
life
,
the
poor
penitent
will
return
to
tell
the
whole
,
and
from
that
day
he
will
belong
to
us
!
"
