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 "You 've never seen this place before, I suppose, have you, Jim?" Tempest asked.

The Kanaka nodded.

"Never been on him though. He called Tai-o-Vai. Used to sail past sometimes long time ago"

"Tai-o-Vai, eh?" said Dave. "Why did n't you tell us so before?"

"You did n't ask him, idiot," laughed Tempest. "Probably he's never seen a camel in his life, so it's no use pulling off that stunt. Jiminy but is n't this one pretty lagoon?"

Dave did not answer. They were just rounding a bend and the boy put one hand on Tempest's shoulder, pointing with the other.

"As I live," Tempest exclaimed, "it's the remains of the old Hatteras after all!"

The wreck lay embedded in the sand, just as the ancient mariner had described it in Brooklyn so long ago. She was not in an excellent state of preservation, but the mere sight of her gladdened the hearts of the adventurers.