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At
this
answer
,
Hercules
returned
to
his
post
.
Dick
Sand
stood
in
front
,
listening
all
the
time
.
The
noise
increased
It
was
soon
like
distant
roaring
.
Day
broke
almost
without
dawn
.
About
half
a
mile
down
the
river
,
just
above
the
water
,
a
sort
of
cloud
floated
in
the
atmosphere
.
But
it
was
not
a
mass
of
vapor
,
and
this
became
only
too
evident
,
when
,
under
the
first
solar
rays
,
which
broke
in
piercing
it
,
a
beautiful
rainbow
spread
from
one
bank
to
the
other
.
"
To
the
shore
!
"
cried
Dick
Sand
,
whose
voice
awoke
Mrs.
Weldon
.
"
It
is
a
cataract
!
Those
clouds
are
spray
!
To
the
shore
,
Hercules
!
"
Dick
Sand
was
not
mistaken
.
Before
them
,
the
bed
of
the
river
broke
in
a
descent
of
more
than
a
hundred
feet
,
and
the
waters
rushed
down
with
superb
but
irresistible
impetuosity
.
Another
half
mile
,
and
the
boat
would
have
been
engulfed
in
the
abyss
.
With
a
vigorous
plow
of
the
oar
,
Hercules
had
pushed
toward
the
left
bank
.
Besides
,
the
current
was
not
more
rapid
in
that
place
,
and
the
bed
of
the
river
kept
its
normal
declivity
to
the
falls
.
As
has
been
said
,
it
was
the
sudden
sinking
of
the
ground
,
and
the
attraction
was
only
felt
three
or
four
hundred
feet
above
the
cataract
.
On
the
left
bank
were
large
and
very
thick
trees
.
No
light
penetrated
their
impenetrable
curtain
.
It
was
not
without
terror
that
Dick
Sand
looked
at
this
territory
,
inhabited
by
the
cannibals
of
the
Lower
Congo
,
which
he
must
now
cross
,
because
the
boat
could
no
longer
follow
the
stream
.
He
could
not
dream
of
carrying
it
below
the
falls
.
It
was
a
terrible
blow
for
these
poor
people
,
on
the
eve
perhaps
of
reaching
the
Portuguese
villages
at
its
mouth
.
They
were
well
aided
,
however
.
Would
not
Heaven
come
to
their
assistance
?
The
boat
soon
reached
the
left
bank
of
the
river
.
As
it
drew
near
,
Dingo
gave
strange
marks
of
impatience
and
grief
at
the
same
time
.
