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"How old is my uncle Cornbutte?" said Marie. "Something about sixty years," replied Penellan. "Well, is he not going to brave danger to find his son?" "Our captain is still a sturdy man," returned the sailor. "He has a body of oak and muscles as hard as a spare spar. So I am not afraid to have him go to sea again!" "My good Penellan," said Marie, "one is strong when one loves!
The mate, seeing Herming, cried out, "Help, Herming!" "Help, Misonne!" shouted Penellan, in his turn. But Misonne was rolling on the ground with Aupic, who was trying to stab him with his cutlass. The carpenter's hatchet was of little use to him, for he could not wield it, and it was with the greatest difficulty that he parried the lunges which Aupic made with his knife.
"I don't know," replied Penellan; "but if it were only for the sake of not discouraging our comrades, we ought to continue to pierce the wall where we have begun. We must find an issue ere long." "Will not the spirit fail us?" asked the captain. "I hope not. But let us, if necessary, dispense with coffee and hot drinks. Besides, that is not what most alarms me." "What is it, then, Penellan?"
The smoke now disappeared, and no elevation served as a guiding mark, for the ice-plain was one united level. It was important, nevertheless, not to diverge from a straight line. "Since we cannot guide ourselves by distant objects," said Jean Cornbutte, "we must use this method. Penellan will go ahead, Vasling twenty steps behind him, and I twenty steps behind Vasling.
"Yes, uncle; but only when he saw that I was determined to come without his help." "Penellan!" cried Jean. Penellan entered. "It is not possible to undo what you have done, Penellan; but remember that you are responsible for Marie's life." "Rest easy, captain," replied Penellan. "The little one has force and courage, and will be our guardian angel.
They first cut a hole three feet deep by one in diameter, to receive the water which would result from the melting of the ice; and it was well that they took this precaution, for the water soon dripped under the action of the flames, which Penellan moved about under the mass of ice.
The sledge, supported by another iceberg, had been turned another way, for no trace of it was to be seen, and the dogs must have perished amid the frightful tempest. André Vasling and Penellan felt despair taking possession of them. They did not dare to return to their companions. They did not dare to announce this fatal news to their comrades in misfortune.
The two Norwegians, Aupic, and André Vasling, whose health was good, cast ferocious looks at their companions, whom they saw wasting away. Louis Cornbutte led Penellan on deck, and asked him how much firing was left. "The coal was exhausted long ago," replied Penellan, "and we are about to burn our last pieces of wood." "If we are not able to keep off this cold, we are lost," said Louis.
The preparations for the journey were completed about the 20th of October. It remained to select the men who should compose the party. The young girl could not be deprived of the protection of Jean Cornbutte or of Penellan; neither of these could, on the other hand, be spared from the expedition. The question, then, was whether Marie could bear the fatigues of such a journey.
For," he added in a low voice, "our force is diminishing, and that of our enemies seems to be increasing. That is extraordinary." "It is true," said Penellan; "and unless we took the precaution to watch night and day, I know not what would happen to us." "Let us take our hatchets," returned Louis, "and make our harvest of wood."
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