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СКАЧАТЬ thinking that he had not seen the jaguar, was about to rush towards him, when Gideon Spilett signed to him to remain where he was. This was not his first tiger, and advancing to within ten feet of the animal he remained motionless, his gun to his shoulder, without moving a muscle. The jaguar collected itself for a spring, but at that moment a shot struck it in the eyes, and it fell dead.

      Herbert and Pencroft rushed towards the jaguar. Neb and Harding also ran up, and they remained for some instants contemplating the animal as it lay stretched on the ground, thinking that its magnificent skin would be a great ornament to the hall at Granite House.

      "Oh, Mr. Spilett, how I admire and envy you!" cried Herbert, in a fit of very natural enthusiasm.

      "Well, my boy," replied the reporter, "you could have done the same."

       "I! with such coolness!—"

      "Imagine to yourself, Herbert, that the jaguar is only a hare, and you would fire as quietly as possible."

      "That is," rejoined Pencroft, "it is not more dangerous than a hare!"

      "And now," said Gideon Spilett, "since the jaguar has left its abode, I do not see, my friends, why we should not take possession of it for the night."

      "But others may come," said Pencroft.

      "It will be enough to light a fire at the entrance of the cavern," said the reporter, "and no wild beasts will dare to cross the threshold."

      "Into the jaguar's house, then!" replied the sailor, dragging after him the body of the animal.

      Whilst Neb skinned the jaguar, his companions collected an abundant supply of dry wood from the forest, which they heaped up at the cave.

      Cyrus Harding, seeing the clump of bamboos, cut a quantity, which he mingled with the other fuel.

      This done, they entered the grotto, of which the floor was strewn with bones, the guns were carefully loaded, in case of a sudden attack, they had supper, and then just before they lay down to rest, the heap of wood piled at the entrance was set fire to. Immediately, a regular explosion, or rather, a series of reports, broke the silence! The noise was caused, by the bamboos, which, as the flames reached them, exploded like fireworks. The noise was enough to terrify even the boldest of wild beasts.

      It was not the engineer who had invented this way of causing loud explosions, for, according to Marco Polo, the Tartars have employed it for many centuries to drive away from their encampments the formidable wild beasts of Central Asia.

      CHAPTER V

       Table of Contents

      Proposal to return by the Southern Shore—Configuration of the Coast—Searching for the supposed Wreck—A Wreck in the Air—Discovery of a small Natural Port—At Midnight on the Banks of the Mercy—The Canoe Adrift.

      Cyrus Harding and his companions slept like innocent marmots in the cave which the jaguar had so politely left at their disposal.

AT THAT MOMENT A SHOT STRUCK THE JAGUAR BETWEEN THE EYES AND IT FELL DEAD

      At sunrise all were on the shore at the extremity of the promontory, and their gaze was directed towards the horizon, of which two-thirds of the circumference were visible. For the last time the engineer could ascertain that not a sail nor the wreck of a ship was on the sea, and even with the telescope nothing suspicious could be discovered.

      There was nothing either on the shore, at least, in the straight line of three miles which formed the south side of the promontory, for beyond that, rising ground hid the rest of the coast, and even from the extremity of the Serpentine Peninsula Cape Claw could not be seen.

EXCLAIMED PENCROFT

      The southern coast of the island still remained to be explored. Now should they undertake it immediately, and devote this day to it?

      This was not included in their first plan. In fact, when the boat was abandoned at the sources of the Mercy, it had been agreed that after having surveyed the west coast, they should go back to it, and return to Granite House by the Mercy. Harding then thought that the western coast would have offered refuge, either to a ship in distress, or to a vessel in her regular course; but now, as he saw that this coast presented no good anchorage, he wished to seek on the south what they had not been able to find on the west.

      Gideon Spilett proposed to continue the exploration, that the question of the supposed wreck might be completely settled, and he asked at what distance Claw Cape might be from the extremity of the peninsula.

      "About thirty miles," replied the engineer, "if we take into consideration the curvings of the coast."

      "Thirty miles!" returned Spilett. "That would be a long day's march. Nevertheless, I think that we should return to Granite House by the south coast."

      "But," observed Herbert, "from Claw Cape to Granite House there must be at least another ten miles."

      "Make it forty miles in all," replied the engineer, "and do not hesitate to do it. At least we should survey the unknown shore, and then we shall not have to begin the exploration again."

      "Very good," said Pencroft. "But the boat?"

      "The boat has remained by itself for one day at the sources of the Mercy," replied Gideon Spilett; "it may just as well stay there two days! As yet, we have had no reason to think that the island is infested by thieves!"

      "Yet," said the sailor, "when I remember the history of the turtle, I am far from confident of that."

      "The turtle! the turtle!" replied the reporter. "Don't you know that the sea turned it over?"

      "Who knows?" murmured the engineer.

      "But—" said Neb.

      Neb had evidently something to say, for he opened his mouth to speak and yet said nothing.

      "What do you want to say, Neb?" asked the engineer.

      "If we return by the shore to Claw Cape," replied Neb, "after having doubled the Cape, we shall be stopped—"

      "By the Mercy! of course," replied Herbert, "and we shall have neither bridge nor boat by which to cross."

      "But, captain," added Pencroft, "with a few floating trunks we shall have no difficulty in crossing the river."

      "Never mind," said Spilett, "it will be useful to construct a bridge if we wish to have an easy access to the Far West!"

      "A bridge!" cried Pencroft. "Well, is not the captain the best engineer in his profession? He will make us a bridge when we want one. As to transporting you this evening to the other side of the Mercy, and that without wetting one thread of your clothes, I will take care of that. We have provisions for another day, and besides we can get plenty of game. Forward!"

      The reporter's proposal, so strongly seconded by the sailor, received general approbation, for each wished to have their doubts set at rest, and by returning by Claw Cape the exploration would СКАЧАТЬ