In this condition, like true seamen, who are, perhaps, the least of all mankind given to forethought, they gave it over, and away they strolled about the country again; and I heard one of them say aloud to another, calling them off from the boat, “Why, let her alone, Jack, can’t you? she’ll float next tide;” by which I was fully confirmed in the main inquiry of what countrymen they were.
En esta situación, hicieron como los auténticos marineros, que son la gente menos previsora del mundo: se dieron por vencidos y reanudaron su paseo por la isla. Entonces, oí que uno de ellos le gritaba a otro: «Olvídalo, Jack, flotará con la próxima marea.»