Chapter 7

At Herbert’s cry, Pencroft, letting his gun fall, rushed towards him. “They have killed him!” he cried. “My boy! They have killed him!” Cyrus Harding and Gideon Spilett ran to Herbert. The reporter listened to ascertain if the poor lad’s heart was still beating. “He lives,” said he, “but he must be carried--” “To Granite House? that is impossible!” replied the engineer. “Into the corral, then!” said Pencroft. “In a moment,” said Harding. And he ran round the left corner of the palisade. There he found a convict, wh…