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"With ers, they must be my comb until you can make me a better--alack, my poor hair!"

"Why then, you must have a comb so soon as I can contrive one But now see the breakfast nature hath provided us withal!"

And who so full of pleased wonderarded the fruit which she pronounced delicious, but h I found the her so pleased I told her I hoped to provide better fare very soon, and recounted oat

"But," says she, "how shall you go a-hunting and no firearms?"

"With a bow and arrows"

"Have you found these also?"

"No, Ishaped to my purpose and trim it with my knife For the cord of my boill have leather strips cut from my jerkin"

"Aye, but your arrows, Martin, how shall you barb them without iron?"

"True!" says I, sohted on a piece of driftwood I had gathered for fuel and, reaching it, I laid it at her feet "There," says I, pointing to the heads of divers rusty bolts that pierced it, "here is iron enough to arm a score of arrows"

"But how shall you make them, Martin?"

"Heat the iron soft and hammer it into shape"

"But you have neither hammer nor anvil"

"Stones shall do"

"O wonderful!" she cried

"Nay, it is not done yet!" says I, a little shamefaced

"And how may I help you?"

"WatchSo cos for kindling and a great pile of driftwood of which was no lack, and with sainst the cliff where we soon had a fire drawingcharred it sufficiently I found it an easy matter to break out the iron bolts and nails; five of theh the ends were h sound iron for an to look for soht serve ht andher leaning in the cave : "What is't?" cries I, struck by the horror of her look