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“We shall eat well to-day,” he said. “It is a rich land we have found. We have no need to seek further.”

“So I think,” Christian replied. “Did you climb the ridge to the south’ard?”

“Yes. There is good land beyond, better even than that in this valley. I was surprised to find it so; but on this side is where we should live.”

“That is good news, Minarii,” Christian replied. “I, too, supposed that the sea lay directly below the southern ridge. How wide are the lands beyond?”

“In some places they extend for all of five or six hundred paces, sloping gently down from the ridge to the high cliffs that front the sea.”

“Have you found any streams?”

“One. It is small, but the water is good.”

“We shall not lack for sea fowls’ eggs,” said Moetua. “All the cliffs on that southern side are filled with crannies where they nest. I collected these in little time, but there is danger in gathering them; it made my eyes swim to look below.”

It was now getting on toward midday, but the lofty trees spread for them their grateful shade, and the breeze, though light, was refreshingly cool. While preparations for the meal went forward, Christian again strolled to the seaward side of the plateau, where he had a view of the full half-circle of the horizon. Far below, to the east, he could see the Bounty, looking small indeed under the cliffs, against the wide background of empty sea. Her anchors were holding well. Having satisfied himself that the ship had maintained her position, he seated himself with his back to a tree, hands clasped around his knees, and remained thus until he heard Maimiti’s voice calling him from above. He rose and went slowly back to the others.