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The second day they come to a sandy spit that runs out into the sea , and find that they have got too far to the eastward , and must follow the shore line to East Bay Neck . Back through the scrub they drag their heavy feet . That night they eat the last crumb of the loaf . The third day at high noon -- after some toilsome walking -- they reach a big hill , now called Collins ' Mount , and see the upper link of the earring , the isthmus of East Bay Neck , at their feet . A few rocks are on their right hand , and blue in the lovely distance lies hated Maria Island . `` We must keep well to the eastward , '' said Greenhill , `` or we shall fall in with the settlers and get taken . '' So , passing the isthmus , they strike into the bush along the shore , and tightening their belts over their gnawing bellies , camp under some low-lying hills .