g sideways, put one hand out into the water again, to remove something, cried:
"A bottle! "
He was holding a bottle stuffed with cork, fishing areas off the coast of the bottle, but a few chain away.
Cyrus Smith to take over the bottle. He said nothing to unplug the cork, a piece from the inside out to have been soaked paper that read:
"... ... Of the victims who hold Island: 153 degrees west longitude, latitude 37 degrees 11 minutes. "
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"A castaway!" exclaimed Pencroft; "left on this Tabor Island not two hundred miles from us,
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"No, Pencroft," replied Cyrus Harding; "and you shall set out as soon as possible."
"To-morrow?"
"To-morrow!"
The engineer still held in his hand the paper which he had taken from the bottle. He contemplated it for some instants, then resumed,
"From this document, my friends, from the way in which it is worded, we may conclude this: first, that the castaway on Tabor Island is a man possessing a considerable knowledge of navigation, since he gives the latitude and longitude of the island exactly as we ourselves found it, and to a second of approximation; secondly, that he is either English or American, as the document is written in the English language."
"That is perfectly logical," answered Spilett; "and the presence of this castaway explains the arrival of the case on the shores of our island. There must have been a wreck, since there is a castaway. As to the latter, whoever he may be, it is lucky for him that Pencroft thought of building this boat and of trying her this very day, for a day later and this bottle might have been broken on the rocks."
"Indeed," said Herbert, "it is a fortunate chance that the 'Bonadventure' passed exactly where the bottle was still floating!"
"Does not this appear strange to you?" asked Harding of Pencroft.
"It appears fortunate,
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