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"
Well
,
Mrs.
Weldon
,
it
seems
to
me
that
all
is
arranged
for
the
best
,
and
that
we
have
only
to
set
out
.
"
Harris
went
toward
the
steep
bank
,
with
the
intention
of
going
to
take
his
horse
from
the
place
where
he
had
left
it
,
when
Dick
Sand
stopped
him
again
,
by
asking
him
a
question
.
To
abandon
the
sea-coast
,
to
force
his
way
into
the
interior
of
the
country
,
under
that
interminable
forest
,
did
not
please
the
young
novice
.
The
sailor
reappeared
in
him
,
and
either
to
ascend
or
descend
the
coast
would
be
more
to
his
mind
.
"
Mr.
Harris
,
"
said
he
,
"
instead
of
traveling
for
one
hundred
and
twenty
miles
in
the
Desert
of
Atacama
,
why
not
follow
the
coast
?
Distance
for
distance
,
would
it
not
be
better
worth
while
to
seek
to
reach
the
nearest
town
,
either
north
or
south
?
"
"
But
my
young
friend
,
"
replied
Harris
,
frowning
slightly
,
"
it
seems
to
me
that
on
this
coast
,
which
I
know
very
imperfectly
,
there
is
no
town
nearer
than
three
or
four
hundred
miles
.
"
"
To
the
north
,
yes
,
"
replied
Dick
Sand
;
"
but
to
the
south
--
--
"
"
To
the
south
,
"
replied
the
American
,
"
we
must
descend
as
far
as
Chili
.
Now
,
the
distance
is
almost
as
long
,
and
,
in
your
place
,
I
should
not
like
to
pass
near
the
pampas
of
the
Argentine
Republic
.
As
to
me
,
to
my
great
regret
,
I
could
not
accompany
you
there
.
"
"
The
ships
which
go
from
Chili
to
Peru
,
do
they
not
pass
,
then
,
in
sight
of
this
coast
?
"
asked
Mrs.
Weldon
.
"
No
,
"
replied
Harris
.
"
They
keep
much
more
out
at
sea
,
and
you
ought
not
to
meet
any
of
them
.
"
