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On
leaving
the
plateau
,
the
captain
proposed
to
his
companions
to
return
to
the
Chimneys
by
a
new
way
.
He
wished
to
reconnoiter
Lake
Grant
,
so
magnificently
framed
in
trees
.
They
therefore
followed
the
crest
of
one
of
the
spurs
,
between
which
the
creek
that
supplied
the
lake
probably
had
its
source
.
In
talking
,
the
settlers
already
employed
the
names
which
they
had
just
chosen
,
which
singularly
facilitated
the
exchange
of
their
ideas
.
Herbert
and
Pencroft
--
the
one
young
and
the
other
very
boyish
--
were
enchanted
,
and
while
walking
,
the
sailor
said
,
"
Hey
,
Herbert
!
how
capital
it
sounds
!
It
will
be
impossible
to
lose
ourselves
,
my
boy
,
since
,
whether
we
follow
the
way
to
Lake
Grant
,
or
whether
we
join
the
Mercy
through
the
woods
of
the
Far
West
,
we
shall
be
certain
to
arrive
at
Prospect
Heights
,
and
,
consequently
,
at
Union
Bay
!
"
It
had
been
agreed
,
that
without
forming
a
compact
band
,
the
settlers
should
not
stray
away
from
each
other
.
It
was
very
certain
that
the
thick
forests
of
the
island
were
inhabited
by
dangerous
animals
,
and
it
was
prudent
to
be
on
their
guard
.
In
general
,
Pencroft
,
Herbert
,
and
Neb
walked
first
,
preceded
by
Top
,
who
poked
his
nose
into
every
bush
.
The
reporter
and
the
engineer
went
together
,
Gideon
Spilett
ready
to
note
every
incident
,
the
engineer
silent
for
the
most
part
,
and
only
stepping
aside
to
pick
up
one
thing
or
another
,
a
mineral
or
vegetable
substance
,
which
he
put
into
his
pocket
,
without
making
any
remark
.
"
What
can
he
be
picking
up
?
"
muttered
Pencroft
.
"
I
have
looked
in
vain
for
anything
that
's
worth
the
trouble
of
stooping
for
.
"
Towards
ten
o'clock
the
little
band
descended
the
last
declivities
of
Mount
Franklin
.
As
yet
the
ground
was
scantily
strewn
with
bushes
and
trees
.
They
were
walking
over
yellowish
calcinated
earth
,
forming
a
plain
of
nearly
a
mile
long
,
which
extended
to
the
edge
of
the
wood
.
Great
blocks
of
that
basalt
,
which
,
according
to
Bischof
,
takes
three
hundred
and
fifty
millions
of
years
to
cool
,
strewed
the
plain
,
very
confused
in
some
places
.
However
,
there
were
here
no
traces
of
lava
,
which
was
spread
more
particularly
over
the
northern
slopes
.
Cyrus
Harding
expected
to
reach
,
without
incident
,
the
course
of
the
creek
,
which
he
supposed
flowed
under
the
trees
at
the
border
of
the
plain
,
when
he
saw
Herbert
running
hastily
back
,
while
Neb
and
the
sailor
were
hiding
behind
the
rocks
.
"
What
's
the
matter
,
my
boy
?
"
asked
Spilett
.
"
Smoke
,
"
replied
Herbert
.
"
We
have
seen
smoke
among
the
rocks
,
a
hundred
paces
from
us
.
"
"
Men
in
this
place
?
"
cried
the
reporter
.
