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"
With
nothing
.
"
What
had
Pencroft
to
say
?
He
could
say
nothing
,
for
,
in
the
bottom
of
his
heart
he
shared
the
confidence
which
his
companions
had
in
Cyrus
Harding
.
The
engineer
was
to
them
a
microcosm
,
a
compound
of
every
science
,
a
possessor
of
all
human
knowledge
.
It
was
better
to
be
with
Cyrus
in
a
desert
island
,
than
without
him
in
the
most
flourishing
town
in
the
United
States
.
With
him
they
could
want
nothing
;
with
him
they
would
never
despair
.
If
these
brave
men
had
been
told
that
a
volcanic
eruption
would
destroy
the
land
,
that
this
land
would
be
engulfed
in
the
depths
of
the
Pacific
,
they
would
have
imperturbably
replied
,
--
"
Cyrus
is
here
!
"
While
in
the
palanquin
,
however
,
the
engineer
had
again
relapsed
into
unconsciousness
,
which
the
jolting
to
which
he
had
been
subjected
during
his
journey
had
brought
on
,
so
that
they
could
not
now
appeal
to
his
ingenuity
.
The
supper
must
necessarily
be
very
meager
.
In
fact
,
all
the
grouse
flesh
had
been
consumed
,
and
there
no
longer
existed
any
means
of
cooking
more
game
.
Besides
,
the
couroucous
which
had
been
reserved
had
disappeared
.
They
must
consider
what
was
to
be
done
.
First
of
all
,
Cyrus
Harding
was
carried
into
the
central
passage
.
There
they
managed
to
arrange
for
him
a
couch
of
sea-weed
which
still
remained
almost
dry
.
The
deep
sleep
which
had
overpowered
him
would
no
doubt
be
more
beneficial
to
him
than
any
nourishment
.
Night
had
closed
in
,
and
the
temperature
,
which
had
modified
when
the
wind
shifted
to
the
northwest
,
again
became
extremely
cold
.
Also
,
the
sea
having
destroyed
the
partitions
which
Pencroft
had
put
up
in
certain
places
in
the
passages
,
the
Chimneys
,
on
account
of
the
draughts
,
had
become
scarcely
habitable
.
The
engineer
's
condition
would
,
therefore
,
have
been
bad
enough
,
if
his
companions
had
not
carefully
covered
him
with
their
coats
and
waistcoats
.
Supper
,
this
evening
,
was
of
course
composed
of
the
inevitable
lithodomes
,
of
which
Herbert
and
Neb
picked
up
a
plentiful
supply
on
the
beach
.
However
,
to
these
molluscs
,
the
lad
added
some
edible
sea-weed
,
which
he
gathered
on
high
rocks
,
whose
sides
were
only
washed
by
the
sea
at
the
time
of
high
tides
.
This
sea-weed
,
which
belongs
to
the
order
of
Fucacae
,
of
the
genus
Sargassum
,
produces
,
when
dry
,
a
gelatinous
matter
,
rich
and
nutritious
.
The
reporter
and
his
companions
,
after
having
eaten
a
quantity
of
lithodomes
,
sucked
the
sargassum
,
of
which
the
taste
was
very
tolerable
.
It
is
used
in
parts
of
the
East
very
considerably
by
the
natives
.
"
Never
mind
!
"
said
the
sailor
,
"
the
captain
will
help
us
soon
.
"
Meanwhile
the
cold
became
very
severe
,
and
unhappily
they
had
no
means
of
defending
themselves
from
it
.
The
sailor
,
extremely
vexed
,
tried
in
all
sorts
of
ways
to
procure
fire
.
Neb
helped
him
in
this
work
.
He
found
some
dry
moss
,
and
by
striking
together
two
pebbles
he
obtained
some
sparks
,
but
the
moss
,
not
being
inflammable
enough
,
did
not
take
fire
,
for
the
sparks
were
really
only
incandescent
,
and
not
at
all
of
the
same
consistency
as
those
which
are
emitted
from
flint
when
struck
in
the
same
manner
.
The
experiment
,
therefore
,
did
not
succeed
.
Pencroft
,
although
he
had
no
confidence
in
the
proceeding
,
then
tried
rubbing
two
pieces
of
dry
wood
together
,
as
savages
do
.
Certainly
,
the
movement
which
he
and
Neb
exhibited
,
if
it
had
been
transformed
into
heat
,
according
to
the
new
theory
,
would
have
been
enough
to
heat
the
boiler
of
a
steamer
!
It
came
to
nothing
.
The
bits
of
wood
became
hot
,
to
be
sure
,
but
much
less
so
than
the
operators
themselves
.
