Rebekah felt miserable and unhappy. It was hot, insects swarmed around her, and she was sick and her knee hurt excruciatingly badly. The voices of Peter and Cosmos hurt her head, and she wished they would go away. She wanted a drink, but didn't want to move to get it.

"Do you have any idea how far it is to get to the other side of the lake? Maybe we shouldn't have decided to hug the shore." said Peter. "No, I've never even been this far away from the home dock. But I don't see that it would have helped us much heading straight across, either. We might have gotten confused about the way and gone the wrong way." said Cosmos. "Yes, that's why we hugged the shore in the first place. But I wish we had some way of knowing for sure when we were away from our country." The lads paddled slowly because of the heat, one on either side of the boat, as it was a large one. It was also rather slow, and clumsy to maneuver, but was serving their purpose admirally, so they had no reason to complain. "Look! There's  some flamingoes, Cosmos!" exclaimed Peter. "Oh, right over there. Pretty birds, aren't they?" "Yes, and big, too. I remember being a little surprised that they could fly when I first came here. All the flamingoes I'd seen before had been at the zoo, and had their wings clipped so they couldn't." said Peter. They stopped to take a drink and rest for a minute. They saw a snake swim by, headed towards the shore. It never even glanced their way, being evidently far too busy. They picked up the paddles and resumed their slow progress across the lake. When they saw a hut on the edge of the lake, they moved out away from the shore and pretended to fish, forgetting that if anyone did see them they wouldn't be able to tell that they were criminals sentenced to be killed anyway. They ate something at about midday, while the sun beat down on them. They draped a blanket in such a way that it covered Rebekah, but even the blanket couldn't do anything to prevent the heat, but at least it blocked the suns' rays. Perspiration covered both boys, and they paddled more slowly as the day wore on. They paddled more in the evening when it wasn't so hot, but had to anchor themselves to a shrub on the shore as soon as the sun went down, for it was too dark to see well enough to continue safely.