The events of the day had tired everyone out. Although I had been buoyed by the success of the crossbow, the wild boar had been something unexpected. It had resulted in enough food for another few days at least, even though we numbered nine now, instead of six, but it had still been terrifying. Only luck and the crossbow had kept me from being wounded the same way that I had been that first day, when we had confronted the wild dog in the cave Elsa and I had found. That wound had just healed, and I was relieved not to have suffered any more.
We all lay down to sleep after Yvonne and I had smoked some of the meat, leaving the rest wrapped up tightly in a spare palm leaf to be sunned as soon as the sun was up the next day. While we were smoking the meat, I noticed that Nicholas and Dave had
