我们在下午三点左右到达了岛的南端。特里萨和安布尔的身上让汗水浸透了,她们累垮了,于是我们在一块巨石下的阴凉处展开毯子吃午饭。姑娘们吃饭时戴维和我开始窃窃私语。“你觉得我们能在天黑前赶回到船上吗?”“够呛,”我嚼着一嘴的三明治说,“我们可能得在几小时前经过的那个半岛附近露营了。”戴维一脸不悦。“我们不应该带她们来的,她们正在拖我们后腿。” We arrived at the southern tip of the island around 3 pm. Teresa and Amber’s body soaked in sweat, they were tired, so we rolled out a blanket in the shade under a huge rock for lunch. David and I started whispering as the girls ate. “Do you think we can get back to the boat before it’s dark?” “I’ve got enough,” said I chewing a mouthful of sandwiches. “We may have to camp near the peninsula that we passed a few hours ago.” “Davie looked unhappy. ”We shouldn’t bring them. They are dragging our feet."