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They
had
started
for
the
lake
region
.
Hercules
had
seen
them
pass
with
the
caravan
of
slaves
.
He
had
followed
them
,
but
no
opportunity
to
communicate
with
them
had
presented
itself
.
They
were
gone
!
they
were
lost
!
Hercules
had
been
laughing
heartily
,
but
now
he
shed
tears
which
he
did
not
try
to
restrain
.
"
Do
not
cry
,
my
friend
,
"
Mrs.
Weldon
said
to
him
.
"
God
may
be
merciful
,
and
allow
us
to
meet
them
again
.
"
In
a
few
words
she
informed
Dick
Sand
of
all
that
had
happened
during
her
stay
in
Alvez
's
factory
.
"
Perhaps
,
"
she
added
,
"
it
would
have
been
better
to
have
remained
at
Kazounde
.
"
"
What
a
fool
I
was
!
"
cried
Hercules
.
"
No
,
Hercules
,
no
!
"
said
Dick
Sand
.
"
These
wretches
would
have
found
means
to
draw
Mr.
Weldon
into
some
new
trap
.
Let
us
flee
together
,
and
without
delay
.
We
shall
reach
the
coast
before
Negoro
can
return
to
Mossamedes
.
There
,
the
Portuguese
authorities
will
give
us
aid
and
protection
;
and
when
Alvez
comes
to
take
his
one
hundred
thousand
dollars
--
"
"
A
hundred
thousand
blows
on
the
old
scoundrel
's
skull
!
"
cried
