CHAPTER XV
The IslandersWhen at last Martin and Sam walked slowly down the unmade track along the sea-wall to the converted army hut they both felt the afternoon had been too long.
They had lunched on sandwiches in the car coming down and, when the police escort had left them soon afterward at the military post on the Strada, Martin had dropped off at the main experimental block to make a call on Professor Tabard. Melisande had then driven on to her own house and Sam and Helena had continued to the hut on foot.
They had found it in considerable disorder, for nothing had been done to it since Martin had been rescued from the escaping gas by Fred Arnold and Paggen Mayo on the night before. They had done their best, but there had remained the question of food, and as soon as Martin had ret
