United States or Myanmar ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
The whole search party assembled in the saloon to bid farewell to those who remained behind. The DUNCAN was just about to get under way, and already the vibration of the screw began to agitate the limpid waters of Talcahuano, Glenarvan, Paganel, McNabbs, Robert Grant, Tom Austin, Wilson, and Mulrady, stood armed with carbines and Colt's revolvers.
"Yes, a condor," replied Glenarvan. "Who knows? He is coming down he is gradually getting lower! Let us wait." Paganel was not mistaken, it was assuredly a condor. This magnificent bird is the king of the Southern Andes, and was formerly worshiped by the Incas. It attains an extraordinary development in those regions. Its strength is prodigious.
"I promised Ayrton his life, and I mean to keep my promise." "At all events, don't let us trust them," added Paganel. "The New Zealanders have the barbarous custom of deceiving ships by moving lights, like the wreckers on the Cornish coast in former times. Now the natives of Maria Theresa may have heard of this proceeding." "Keep her off a point," called out John to the man at the helm.
Then turning to Paganel, he pointed to Robert, and said, "A brave!" and employing the Indian metaphor, he added, "his spurs did not tremble!" But Glenarvan put his arms round the boy and said, "Why wouldn't you let me or Thalcave run the risk of this last chance of deliverance, my son?" "My lord," replied the boy in tones of gratitude, "wasn't it my place to do it?
They were all soon assembled on the lofty crags, and from this elevation could command a view of the whole plain below. It appeared entirely uncultivated, and covered with shrubs and bushes. Glenarvan thought it resembled some glens in the lowlands of Scotland, and Paganel fancied it like some barren parts of Britanny.
"Yes," replied Tom Austin, "if all the Patagonians are cut after the same pattern, I must compliment Patagonia." "I protest against leaving out the horse," said Paganel. "He is part and parcel of the Patagonian, and I'm much mistaken if we don't see them again, the one on the other's back." "What distance are we from the Atlantic?" asked the Major.
These bogs had already proved fatal to more than one living thing, for Robert, who had got a good bit ahead of the party, came rushing back at full gallop, calling out: "Monsieur Paganel, Monsieur Paganel, a forest of horns." "What!" exclaimed the geographer; "you have found a forest of horns?" "Yes, yes, or at any rate a coppice." "A coppice!" replied Paganel, shrugging his shoulders.
"The cowards!" exclaimed Paganel. "They scampered off too quick for honest folks," said McNabbs. "Who are these Indians, Thalcave?" asked Paganel. "Gauchos." "The Gauchos!" cried Paganel; and, turning to his companions, he added, "we need not have been so much on our guard; there was nothing to fear." "How is that?" asked McNabbs. "Because the Gauchos are inoffensive peasants."
"Yes, we were mistaken," returned Paganel; "but it is only human to make a mistake, while to persist in it, a man must be a fool." "Stop, Paganel, don't excite yourself; I don't mean to say that we should prolong our search in America." "What is it, then, that you want?" asked Glenarvan. "A confession, nothing more.
"You can't make forests without trees, and there are no trees." "A charming country!" said the Major. "Comfort yourself, my dear Paganel, you'll have the mountains at any rate," said Glenarvan. "Oh, they are neither lofty nor interesting, my Lord, and, beside, they have been described already." "Already!" said Lord Glenarvan. "Yes, that is always my luck.
Word Of The Day