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"
Let
us
go
.
Dingo
,
be
quiet
,
"
added
Dick
Sand
,
briefly
,
so
as
to
end
the
conversation
.
The
second
observation
made
by
the
novice
was
in
connection
with
the
American
horse
.
He
did
not
appear
to
"
feel
the
stable
,
"
as
do
animals
of
his
species
.
He
did
not
suck
in
the
air
;
he
did
not
hasten
his
speed
;
he
did
not
dilate
his
nostrils
;
he
uttered
none
of
the
neighings
that
indicate
the
end
of
a
journey
.
To
observe
him
well
,
he
appeared
to
be
as
indifferent
as
if
the
farm
,
to
which
he
had
gone
several
times
,
however
,
and
which
he
ought
to
know
,
had
been
several
hundreds
of
miles
away
.
"
That
is
not
a
horse
near
home
,
"
thought
the
young
novice
.
And
,
meanwhile
,
according
to
what
Harris
had
said
the
evening
before
,
there
only
remained
six
miles
to
go
,
and
,
of
these
last
six
miles
,
at
five
o'clock
in
the
evening
four
had
been
certainly
cleared
.
Now
,
if
the
horse
felt
nothing
of
the
stable
,
of
which
he
should
have
great
need
,
nothing
besides
announced
the
approaches
to
a
great
clearing
,
such
as
the
Farm
of
San
Felice
must
be
.
Mrs.
Weldon
,
indifferent
as
she
then
was
to
what
did
not
concern
her
child
,
was
struck
at
seeing
the
country
still
so
desolate
.
What
!
not
a
native
,
not
a
farm-servant
,
at
such
a
short
distance
!
Harris
must
be
wild
!
No
!
she
repulsed
this
idea
.
A
new
delay
would
have
been
the
death
of
her
little
Jack
!
Meanwhile
,
Harris
always
kept
in
advance
,
but
he
seemed
to
observe
the
depths
of
the
wood
,
and
looked
to
the
right
and
left
,
like
a
man
who
was
not
sure
of
himself
--
nor
of
his
road
.
Mrs.
Weldon
shut
her
eyes
so
as
not
to
see
him
.
After
a
plain
a
mile
in
extent
,
the
forest
,
without
being
as
dense
as
in
the
west
,
had
reappeared
,
and
the
little
troop
was
again
lost
under
the
great
trees
.
At
six
o'clock
in
the
evening
they
had
reached
a
thicket
,
which
appeared
to
have
recently
given
passage
to
a
band
of
powerful
animals
.
Dick
Sand
looked
around
him
very
attentively
.
At
a
distance
winch
far
surpassed
the
human
height
,
the
branches
were
torn
off
or
broken
.
At
the
same
time
the
herbs
,
roughly
scattered
,
exhibited
on
the
soil
,
a
little
marshy
,
prints
of
steps
which
could
not
be
those
of
jaguars
,
or
cougars
.
