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And then all clustered round Paganel eager to hear his project. Paganel soon satisfied their curiosity. "My friends," said he, "my plan has one great recommendation; if it does not accomplish all that I anticipate, we shall be no worse off than we are at present. But it must, it will succeed." "And what is it?" asked McNabbs.
"That may be," said Glenarvan, "but we are in no more danger here than standing by the boiler of the DUNCAN; this solid crust is like sheet iron." "I agree with you," added the Major, "but however good a boiler may be, it bursts at last after too long service." "McNabbs," said Paganel, "I have no fancy for staying on the cone. When Providence points out a way, I will go at once."
In the latter case we shall carry him off at once, but in the event of the former, after we have reconnoitered the situation, we must go back to the DUNCAN on the eastern coast and get to Buenos Ayres, where we can soon organize a detachment of men, with Major McNabbs at their head, strong enough to tackle all the Indians in the Argentine provinces."
Wearied as they might be, they must fly or be discovered. "Let us go down!" cried he, "before our passage is cut off." But just as the ladies had risen with a despairing effort, McNabbs stopped them and said: "Glenarvan, it is useless. Look!" And then they all perceived the inexplicable change that had taken place in the movements of the Maories. Their pursuit had suddenly stopped.
He is an inveterate smoker, Miss Mary, I can tell you. He is always smoking, even while he sleeps." The Major gave an assenting nod, and Lord Glenarvan and his party went below. McNabbs remained alone, talking to himself, as was his habit, and was soon enveloped in still thicker clouds of smoke. He stood motionless, watching the track of the yacht.
McNabbs declared they had never changed countries; but Paganel told him to wait, and he would soon see a difference. And on the faith of this assurance marvelous things were expected by the whole party. In this fashion, after a march of sixty miles in two days, the caravan reached the parish of Apsley, the first town in the Province of Victoria in the Wimerra district.
"Oh, McNabbs, that's just like you," exclaimed Glenarvan, "you think of everything even under circumstances which would drive all out of your head." "Since it was settled we were not going to be drowned, I had no intention of starving of hunger." "I should have thought of it, too," said Paganel, "but I am so DISTRAIT." "And what is in the ALFORJAS?" asked Tom Austin.
The courageous ladies never complained, but footed it bravely, setting an example, and encouraging one and another by word or look. They stopped in the evening at Mount Bulla Bulla, on the edge of the Jungalla Creek. The supper would have been very scant, if McNabbs had not killed a large rat, the mus conditor, which is highly spoken of as an article of diet.
However, he could not have brought any direct accusation against him till the events of the preceding evening had occurred. He then told of his experience. McNabbs, slipping between the tall shrubs, got within reach of the suspicious shadows he had noticed about half a mile away from the encampment.
Glenarvan was just about to open a discussion about their future plan of action, profiting by this rencontre with Ayrton, and by the information he had given them, when Major McNabbs, addressing the sailor said, "You were quartermaster, you say, on the BRITANNIA?" "Yes," replied Ayrton, without the least hesitation.
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