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In a few minutes the three hunters were before a crackling fire.The captain and the reporter were there.Pencroft looked from one to the other, his capybara in his hand, without saying a word.

"Well, yes, my brave fellow," cried the reporter.

"Fire, real fire, which will roast this splendid pig perfectly, and we will have a feast presently!""But who lighted it?" asked Pencroft.

"The sun!"

Gideon Spilett was quite right in his reply.It was the sun which had furnished the heat which so astonished Pencroft.The sailor could scarcely believe his eyes, and he was so amazed that he did not think of questioning the engineer.

"Had you a burning-glass, sir?" asked Herbert of Harding.

"No, my boy," replied he, "but I made one."And he showed the apparatus which served for a burning-glass.It was simply two glasses which he had taken from his own and the reporter's watches.Having filled them with water and rendered their edges adhesive by means of a little clay, he thus fabricated a regular burning-glass, which, concentrating the solar rays on some very dry moss, soon caused it to blaze.

The sailor considered the apparatus; then he gazed at the engineer without saying a word, only a look plainly expressed his opinion that if Cyrus Harding was not a magician, he was certainly no ordinary man.At last speech returned to him, and he cried,--"Note that, Mr.Spilett, note that down on your paper!""It is noted," replied the reporter.

Then, Neb helping him, the seaman arranged the spit, and the capybara, properly cleaned, was soon roasting like a suckling-pig before a clear, crackling fire.

The Chimneys had again become more habitable, not only because the passages were warmed by the fire, but because the partitions of wood and mud had been re-established.

It was evident that the engineer and his companions had employed their day well.Cyrus Harding had almost entirely recovered his strength, and had proved it by climbing to the upper plateau.From this point his eye, accustomed to estimate heights and distances, was fixed for a long time on the cone, the summit of which he wished to reach the next day.The mountain, situated about six miles to the northwest, appeared to him to measure 3,500 feet above the level of the sea.Consequently the gaze of an observer posted on its summit would extend over a radius of at least fifty miles.Therefore it was probable that Harding could easily solve the question of "island or continent," to which he attached so much importance.

They supped capitally.The flesh of the capybara was declared excellent.

The sargassum and the almonds of the stone-pine completed the repast, during which the engineer spoke little.He was preoccupied with projects for the next day.

Once or twice Pencroft gave forth some ideas upon what it would be best to do; but Cyrus Harding, who was evidently of a methodical mind, only shook his head without uttering a word.

"To-morrow," he repeated, "we shall know what we have to depend upon, and we will act accordingly."The meal ended, fresh armfuls of wood were thrown on the fire, and the inhabitants of the Chimneys, including the faithful Top, were soon buried in a deep sleep.

No incident disturbed this peaceful night, and the next day, the 29th of March, fresh and active they awoke, ready to undertake the excursion which must determine their fate.

All was ready for the start.The remains of the capybara would be enough to sustain Harding and his companions for at least twenty-four hours.

Besides, they hoped to find more food on the way.As the glasses had been returned to the watches of the engineer and reporter, Pencroft burned a little linen to serve as tinder.As to flint, that would not be wanting in these regions of Plutonic origin.It was half-past seven in the morning when the explorers, armed with sticks, left the Chimneys.Following Pencroft's advice, it appeared best to take the road already traversed through the forest, and to return by another route.It was also the most direct way to reach the mountain.They turned the south angle and followed the left bank of the river, which was abandoned at the point where it formed an elbow towards the southwest.The path, already trodden under the evergreen trees, was found, and at nine o'clock Cyrus Harding and his companions had reached the western border of the forest.The ground, till then, very little undulated, boggy at first, dry and sandy afterwards, had a gentle slope, which ascended from the shore towards the interior of the country.A few very timid animals were seen under the forest-trees.Top quickly started them, but his master soon called him back, for the time had not come to commence hunting; that would be attended to later.The engineer was not a man who would allow himself to be diverted from his fixed idea.

It might even have been said that he did not observe the country at all, either in its configuration or in its natural productions, his great aim being to climb the mountain before him, and therefore straight towards it he went.At ten o'clock a halt of a few minutes was made.On leaving the forest, the mountain system of the country appeared before the explorers.

The mountain was composed of two cones; the first, truncated at a height of about two thousand five hundred feet, was sustained by buttresses, which appeared to branch out like the talons of an immense claw set on the ground.Between these were narrow valleys, bristling with trees, the last clumps of which rose to the top of the lowest cone.There appeared to be less vegetation on that side of the mountain which was exposed to the northeast, and deep fissures could be seen which, no doubt, were watercourses.

On the first cone rested a second, slightly rounded, and placed a little on one side, like a great round hat cocked over the ear.A Scotchman would have said, "His bonnet was a thocht ajee." It appeared formed of bare earth, here and there pierced by reddish rocks.