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"
We
can
not
remain
on
this
plain
,
that
the
rain
is
going
to
transform
into
a
marsh
!
"
"
No
,
Tom
,
no
!
But
a
shelter
!
Where
?
What
?
If
it
were
only
a
hut
--
"
Dick
Sand
had
suddenly
broken
off
his
sentence
.
A
more
vivid
flash
of
lightning
had
just
illuminated
the
whole
plain
.
"
What
have
I
seen
there
,
a
quarter
of
a
mile
off
?
"
exclaimed
Dick
Sand
.
"
Yes
,
I
also
,
I
have
seen
--
"
replied
old
Tom
,
shaking
his
head
.
"
A
camp
,
is
it
not
?
"
"
Yes
,
Mr.
Dick
,
it
must
be
a
camp
,
but
a
camp
of
natives
!
"
A
new
flash
enabled
them
to
observe
this
camp
more
closely
.
It
occupied
a
part
of
the
immense
plain
.
There
,
in
fact
,
rose
a
hundred
conical
tents
,
symmetrically
arranged
,
and
measuring
from
twelve
to
fifteen
feet
in
height
.
Not
a
soldier
showed
himself
,
however
.
Were
they
then
shut
up
under
their
tents
,
so
as
to
let
the
storm
pass
,
or
was
the
camp
abandoned
?
