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As
to
the
other
objects
still
held
by
the
ship
,
they
had
either
been
dispersed
,
or
they
could
no
longer
be
used
.
Besides
,
it
was
useless
to
overburden
themselves
for
the
few
days
the
journey
would
last
.
In
food
,
in
arms
,
in
munitions
,
they
were
more
than
provided
for
.
Meanwhile
,
Dick
Sand
,
by
Mrs.
Weldon
's
advice
,
did
not
neglect
to
take
all
the
money
which
he
found
on
board
--
about
five
hundred
dollars
.
That
was
a
small
sum
,
indeed
!
Mrs.
Weldon
had
carried
a
larger
amount
herself
and
she
did
not
find
it
again
.
Who
,
then
,
except
Negoro
,
had
been
able
to
visit
the
ship
before
them
and
to
lay
hands
on
Captain
Hull
's
and
Mrs.
Weldon
's
reserve
?
No
one
but
he
,
surely
,
could
be
suspected
.
However
,
Dick
Sand
hesitated
a
moment
.
All
that
he
knew
and
all
that
he
saw
of
him
was
that
everything
was
to
be
feared
from
that
concentrated
nature
,
from
whom
the
misfortunes
of
others
could
snatch
a
smile
.
Yes
,
Negoro
was
an
evil
being
,
but
must
they
conclude
from
that
that
he
was
a
criminal
?
It
was
painful
to
Dick
Sand
's
character
to
go
as
far
as
that
.
And
,
meanwhile
,
could
suspicion
rest
on
any
other
?
No
,
those
honest
negroes
had
not
left
the
grotto
for
an
instant
,
while
Negoro
had
wandered
over
the
beach
.
He
alone
must
be
guilty
.
Dick
Sand
then
resolved
to
question
Negoro
,
and
,
if
necessary
,
have
him
searched
when
he
returned
.
He
wished
to
know
decidedly
what
to
believe
.
The
sun
was
then
going
down
to
the
horizon
.
At
that
date
he
had
not
yet
crossed
the
equator
to
carry
heat
and
light
into
the
northern
hemisphere
,
but
he
was
approaching
it
.
He
fell
,
then
,
almost
perpendicularly
to
that
circular
line
where
the
sea
and
the
sky
meet
.
Twilight
was
short
,
darkness
fell
promptly
--
which
confirmed
the
novice
in
the
thought
that
he
had
landed
on
a
point
of
the
coast
situated
between
the
tropic
of
Capricorn
and
the
equator
.
Mrs.
Weldon
,
Dick
Sand
,
and
the
blacks
then
returned
to
the
grotto
,
where
they
must
take
some
hours
'
rest
.
"
The
night
will
still
be
stormy
,
"
observed
Tom
,
pointing
to
the
horizon
laden
with
heavy
clouds
.
"
Yes
,
"
replied
Dick
Sand
,
"
there
is
a
strong
breeze
blowing
up
.
But
what
matter
,
at
present
?
Our
poor
ship
is
lost
,
and
the
tempest
can
no
longer
reach
us
?
"
"
God
's
will
be
done
!
"
said
Mrs.
Weldon
.
