On the left in the South Sea a wooded hill
rose from the water, and quickly became larger, as the ship flew
towards it like a bird. The Captain and Redfox stepped up to the wheel
and the Captain said to Green, "We must heave to."
"What? Heave to in such a fine breeze as this? What have we got for
the cannibals over there?"
"We must have water," said the Captain without looking at the helmsman.
"Redfox says that the cask has leaked and that there is not enough
water to last us through to Australia."
"I saw the cask yesterday, and then there was no leak in it. If it is
empty now there has been foul play."
"Hello! What ails the man?" cried Redfox. "Who has been doing the
foul play?"
"Since you ask I'll tell you. You have. And as you let the water run
out you can see to getting more to put in. Under no circumstances will
I do it."
"Well, Captain, what do you think of the fellow's impudence? I say he
belongs in chains," cried Redfox in a rage.
"Quite right. Insubordination on shipboard cannot be tolerated.
Either you take a small boat and go for water to fill the cask or I'll
put you in irons.
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