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Mrs.
Weldon
,
made
suspicious
first
of
all
by
Negoro
's
disappearance
,
observed
the
newly-arrived
with
extreme
attention
;
but
she
could
discover
nothing
,
either
in
his
attitude
or
in
his
manner
of
expressing
himself
which
could
lead
her
to
suspect
his
good
faith
.
"
Sir
,
"
said
she
,
"
without
doubt
my
question
is
not
rash
.
You
do
not
seem
to
be
of
Peruvian
origin
?
"
"
I
am
American
as
you
are
,
madam
,
"
said
the
unknown
,
who
waited
for
an
instant
for
the
American
lady
to
tell
him
her
name
.
"
Mrs.
Weldon
,
"
replied
the
latter
.
"
I
?
My
name
is
Harris
and
I
was
born
in
South
Carolina
.
But
here
it
is
twenty
years
since
I
left
my
country
for
the
pampas
of
Bolivia
,
and
it
gives
me
pleasure
to
see
compatriots
.
"
"
You
live
in
this
part
of
the
province
,
Mr.
Harris
?
"
again
asked
Mrs.
Weldon
.
"
No
,
Mrs.
Weldon
,
"
replied
Harris
,
"
I
live
in
the
South
,
on
the
Chilian
frontier
;
but
at
this
present
moment
I
am
going
to
Atacama
,
in
the
northeast
.
"
"
Are
we
then
on
the
borders
of
the
desert
of
that
name
?
"
asked
Dick
Sand
.
